annointed in confusion
such sight as promise I can yet even see
the path in marriage
like an intrusion
is littered with debris
the feat of getting along
takes so much sometimes to achieve
all good goes unnoticed
yet any misdeed ganged upon
like some unavoidable catastrophe
so hollow now feels I
his love pocketed away out of my
immediate reach
my bewildered heart allowed no reprieve
I stoop deserted
last week his bride
yesterday his wife
today all of his current nagging grief
oh if only less feelings for he had I
then his life with me would likely be
all the more sweet
how does one scale back their love
to suit another's needs
and can such gutted vision successfully
be achieved
so sorrowfully now I sincerely do doubt
that on such matter I can not fully think
as my mind like my heart
does not work in quite that way
the golden rule reigns in my thoughts
idealisticly supreme
Melissa
( April 9,2004 917pm)