Friday, December 5, 2014

Thursday, December 4- Unrequited Love


       Unnoticed Storm

My love for him is like a raging storm

The skies are cloudy and removed from color

All it takes is one moment to transform

Chaos becomes the instant destructor

His smooth smile the first fatal raindrop

Her the first crash of thunder from the top

Eventually the storm grows weaker

Until it is a transparent heartbreaker

Nothing is noticed nothing remembered

Only the soft give on the ground is left

Nothing is noticed nothing is remembered

His brightly colored skies are the storm’s theft

Only I know of my love that storms

Raging on while he is only of norm

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