I long for the virginal love of yester year, the one in which left me unabidingly clear. Clear as the day you left me holding my breath and to this day have not exhaled. Left with the subsequent sorrow filled look of being impaled. Impaled by not of you, but of my own most unsavioury rhetoric. Entangled in the quagmire of choice, prolific. Prolific choice in my youthful exuberance. Plagued by a insatiable appetite without temperance. Temperance now applied to the dwindling wick of my existence. I'm motivated by my quest of balance with great precipitance. Precipitance in the circular rotation of thoughts inevitability. Starved for the innocence of your love's fragility. Fragility in the weakened state of my being. Drawn once again for a rememberance of a love so freeing. Freeing in the aspiration of again one day breathing.

"Drawn once again for a rememberance of a love so freeing. Freeing in the aspiration of again one day breathing."



Wow. Powerful ending bb!

Well done blue!!

Thanks Angel, Mt.

Had to get rid of the 666 posts.

Nicely done: building upon each successive thought.
I can see why you wanted to get past that number, but it is only a number. You could freak out over a spool of thread with 666 on it. It is kind of a purple/magenta. Got to watch out for giving too much importance to things. I just think of that poor spool of thread. Thread isn't evil, is it? LOL!
Great poem, really.

Depends, what's your intent with that spool of thread? Kidding. But seriously tgamjp for the comment. I'm glad you liked the poem.

Sorry for the lack of grammar.

Thank you Pam for the flowers. Pleasure to have you read my writting.

Lol lack of grammar-manners abound! Title hmmm-still pondering?

Lol lack of grammar-manners abound! Title hmmm-still pondering?

Suggestions for title?

Such deepness in your Heart,, Breathtaking Memories
Simply Beautiful

With much respect....thanks Mom!

U have the title. It's the emotion that drove this hind sight 2 wisdom of this write.