……over the edge

After such a warm summer connection,

now this is a dark place, without feeling or awareness.

Just that creeping numbness

when energy’s comfort is drained.

 

Once vitality is lost,

overspent perhaps in our time together,

hours so brief because contact must be shattered

and doors stay swinging….

…..and you retreat

to a former life, through the surf waves

of our laughter, food and adventures,

to once again, transform and dry out.

 

Here are your life risks, your re-birth days,

re-charging, choices, decisions, new ways

and sunshine, not there !

Energy is generated here.

 

Like a child, I stamp and kick

because those relying on you

cannot let you through their dark hallways

and the fuse of ecstasy is tripped.

 

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