Tuesday, February 16, 2016

Hardest to Forget


She asks for pleasure when 
                                                                          Hands are tied.
She sees the simple reason and finds that
                                                                          she is constricted.
She seems out of place, 
                                                                          A manner that suits her well.
She will wait at the door, 
                                                                          despite being closed.
Her mental loss is
                                                                          Our spiritual gain.
She feels herself in a spin for all to see,
                                                                          when she's invisible.
She is hard to love;
                                                                          Harder to lose.
                                                         
                                                Hardest to forget.

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