Shallow

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They toss them at you just like pennies into a fountain; all those pretty words, mm hmm…They don’t even realize that you can see behind the lies. Oh, oh, they’re only interested in feeling gratified, by having their “needs” satisfied by you…my dear, it’s sad but true; so sad, but true.

And when you’re looking deep into his eyes, you choke back tears because you’re actually surprised. And you wonder has the whole damn lot of them gone crazy? Or have we just done one fine job of making lovers lazy…I must ask myself, oh, yes. Have I raised men or have I just made a big mess?

Where are you, lover of my soul? Where are you speaker of the truth? Have I lost the battle to the scars that you won in your youth? Where is that sincere heart? Where is the depth of that igniting spark between two souls who value what’s sincere? Where are you, dear? Where are you, dear?

I find myself appalled by his unmitigated gall. Does he really think he’s talking to a fool? I think he does. Oh, but, sir, you see I graduated from that school; it was some time ago, in fact. And I won’t settle, oh, for anything but love. I mean real love; not just a flight of fancy. He gets all antsy now and looks down at the floor. He knows I’ve heard that stuff before….mmm, hmm…

And I feel my strength flare within and know that my resolve is really not that thin, after all. I’m grateful. Then I blink again as tears try to escape my eyes. Why do we live those lies? Why do they taste so sweet? They are the door to one’s defeat…

Where are you, lover of my soul? Where are you speaker of the truth? Have I lost the battle to the scars that you won in your youth? Where is that sincere heart? Where is the depth of that igniting spark between two souls who value what’s sincere? Where are you, dear? Where are you, dear? Copyright by Marina Morrison (aka) Eden Stillwater, September 8, 2018, 3:19 p.m.

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