the edge of the bed
where hearts bled
help proffered, even comfort given
but the stain remains.
where vanity released,
partners pleased
and even time given
but the shame remains.
where time slows
and frames per second bend and bow
relief from weights given
but the life span remains.
where sunlight stripes
where smiles touch
looks and contact given
but the pain is sustained
and hours passed, time taken
on the edge of the bed
where this was written.
©dwk
. . . . and even time given
Posted: November 2, 2013 in Brain Health, Health and wellness, love, People, PoemsTags: destiny, fate, Health, Love, Memory, Mindset, people, Poems, Poetry
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