In the absence of ardor and peaceable wits,
madness creeps and fondly sits
In the recesses of a withering mind

Oh lover, oh lover,
please do not have strayed far,

the latch remains open
and the door left ajar
Ajar, ajar it’s been left ajar
Return to its creaking and popping
while sweeping
Again to the door left ajar

Last night I sat at bed-foot, in dire need of rest-but
Through eyes that plead for slumber,
the failed ole sheep by numbers

I could not find that foe of mine

Awake I dream, dreaming,
a life in peril seeming, loneliness impeding
This, my stagnant, life’s redeeming-
Now, if never should come to me a wink- in time
This abandoned, weightless heart might sink
Into a pool of envy

For that elusive foe of mine

Hours pass now ever slow,
since love hath wondered thru that door
Ignoring a hearts wretched implore

With it took a wholesome mind
and left the decomposing kind
Worsened by the disappearance,
the overwhelming known coherence

That I too miss that foe of mine

AS me my friend, love is great to explore
we just can't SEEM TO find it anymore.....

Great read and nice wording man...

thank you my friend

yes, the words are the easy part, it's the meaning that is difficult
for that we all search...

What a really great write.

KC..Always a good write...

thank you.....

thank you too Ainjel

Always a great read and I am loving the new picture, ultra cute!

thank you and thank you (that was the last good picture I ever took... )

much enjoyed-you would have certainly wooed me as a little girl-your picture is too cute-makes me want to pinch your cheek.

Love this write (((kc)))