28 November 2014

On without you

icicle tears fall from my eyes
as I listened to all your lies
while you released all my fears
fall from my eyes icicle tears

a fine red wine turned vinegar
kept me chained like a prisoner
over a period of time
turned vinegar a fine red wine

butterscotch drops peppermint kiss
memories of you I wont miss
especially when my heart stops
peppermint kiss butterscotch drops

lights are brightest during the night
never again held back by fright
and from it's rays I take guidance
during the night lights are brightest

Swap Quatrain Poem
Copyright © 2014 by Patrick B Vince

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