One and Another

by Violet P. Davies 11 months ago in heartbreak

Concurrent, not conversing

One and Another


I'm sure there's nothing else,

I just don't want to leave.

The heart leaps into the throat

And blurts unbidden.

Not entirely a surprise;

Unwise honesty

Steadily built velocity.

My face reddens.

Tragic beauty rings a clear, true bell.


In the cool evening air,

Her hot tears steamed away quickly,

Leaving only a chilly fingerprint on my neck.

Between its shivering lines, it read:

I am warm, and you are warm

But we are making each other cold.

~Why use one hundred words when eighty is all that's needed? Poetry is the only written form where I am capable of succinctness.~

Violet P. Davies
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