Sunday, January 7, 2018

Reposte

Every move you parry
And I feel so wary
Please begin to let me in
My purpose ancillary
 
I never see your heart
You only show a part
Don’t you know it hurts me so
Disengaging counterpart
 
Your openness a feint
And candidness did taint
Now let me be, so weary
So I leave, unconstraint




© January 2018
Duane Windell Phillips

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