
Looking at you through blue lenses
Where have you been and where are you standing
Today, or rather lying
On your back
Defeated and scarred
On the whole body
From what you did to me
For all the time we were together
Instead of enjoying ourselves
We have become
Generals from opposite camps
During this cold war going on
Between sexes
Both baffled at the estranged attachments
With each other once
Now left in vain, irrelevant
To anyone
With the only prompt
Of herbal tea
Which supposed to put to sleep
This love
Yet unfortunately it’s spinning
In circles
Leaving stains on old wounds
Not healed properly
Unless we’re going on about it again
What was wrong?
And why fight instead of love?
I will never find out
Once the trail turned cold
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8 August 2021
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Thank you for reading!
About the Creator
Moon Desert
UK-based
BA in Cultural Studies
Crime Fiction: Love
Poetry: Friend
Psychology: Salvation
Where the wild roses grow full of words...



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