Post by Tania on Feb 5, 2004 19:45:36 GMT -5
Hunger has turned to ashes
Emotion lies limp like a discarded piece of cloth
And the burgeoning of trust has come to nothing
Too rushed like instant coffee
To wake in realization
That it is too late
To patch up what could have been
What if and but…
Is lost on a mountain of regret…
And climbing out of the morass of hurt
To form a new future and new hope
To bind the heart tightly against emotion
So tight that it will squeeze – to remind it
That instant lust and emotion
Has a price too high – for so cheap an encounter
Tania Walsh
Emotion lies limp like a discarded piece of cloth
And the burgeoning of trust has come to nothing
Too rushed like instant coffee
To wake in realization
That it is too late
To patch up what could have been
What if and but…
Is lost on a mountain of regret…
And climbing out of the morass of hurt
To form a new future and new hope
To bind the heart tightly against emotion
So tight that it will squeeze – to remind it
That instant lust and emotion
Has a price too high – for so cheap an encounter
Tania Walsh
