Autumn Approaching
Location
In a crowded room,
A bitterly familiar face,
Brings to my memory,
Every thing I’ve tried to areas
Memories that could blossom
Pink roses to a pale cheek
Our hands once clasped together
Yours strong, mine weak
In a crowded room
All motion is transfixed
I am frozen in the intensity of your stare
- Unsettled, Unraveling, my emotions seem mixed
To you I was the mocha
That hovered about your crème
That distracted you from the lonesomeness
Of your plain vanilla bean
In a crowded room
A cold wind howled to me
A certain 3 word phrase
That only you have said to me
Through the window
The wind howled in discolored yellow and red leaves
Reminding me of that past betrayal
Yet I was so eager to believe- in you.
But now you are
The giant elephant in the room
That everyone chose to ignore
For they knew what we thought was hidden
Was largely exposed and
Now you are the bleach
That discolored my black satin
Now you have tainted
The consistency of my pattern
In a crowded room
A bitterly familiar face
Brings to my memory
Every thing I’ve tried to areas
Flavor that made me nauseas
Lies that made me cynical
Secrets that made me paranoid
Love that left me tainted
Despite the memories, your face is the one thing that moves me.