I am not forever
I am now
bare bereft
of yesterday
surviving yet
an old Tomorrow.
~ ~ ~
Seasoned
I am a sojourner
having thinned my soles
’tween the youthful vigor of the warm Pacific
and the cold awakening of the Atlantic,
and I am weathered, fit of wear,
sufficiently rounded to
ply my strides where now I walk
amidst the soothing souls.
Devoured
sayeth her,
“I will induce you,
forever spew your words of love,
swear them deep of heart,
sweeten them of honey dew aplenty
and I will devour them
and ravish you,
leave only sinew’s remnants when I depart.
~ ~ ~
Always?
Why must there always be
a little “Never” in “Always?”