Card game

My heart poured out it's desire
until like a riverbed began to thirst.
Situations, obligations, substituted themselves blinded by faith, or chance held captive by romance.
Still, every thought became a step towards her.
My heart walked across this moment only to find her
quietly embedded inside my thoughts.

Card game of faith, chance, or romance....

Every moment of the clock was a reminder of the moments that slipped away.
My consciousness depleted into the depths of midnight fantasies.
Days blend into each other only noticed by the silents within.
Consumed by flames of desire like a second instinct only found within the other.
Destiny plays it's card game once again with time.

Card game of faith, chance, or romance....

A heart like a glass half empty or filled.
Her tears of uncertainty fell slowly from denied passion.
A slow burning flame noticed only by the shadows of the past within her heart.


Card game of faith, chance, or romance....


So here we are like a round midnight of passion.
Yet like two days next to each other separated only by time.
The card game continues to play out.
Until heartache plays it's final hand, and I'm left playing
only solitaire.



Poem:
MHS©Copyright 2010

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