BENEATH LOVES FACADE
The sweetest gift is love
yet,the deepest pain does it bring
when dancing in the rain
turns to fights; tears of the insane
yet a heart knows no reason
it bleeds easily against all will
when promises of devotion
turn to lies of intention; freewill
freedom of choice is given
to run;start over again
frozen stone
the legs beneath old loves wings
yet a heart once given can not be retrieved
so in stillness of thought
tortured it beats
welcome love
like deaths sweet embrace
the griping clutch
sweet
until darkness overtakes
~R.M. Brandon 2011~
Poetry, Prose, short stories,random rants, unbelievabe ideas. A life extroradinary at a glance.On a side note this blog is for me, a place to work through my hopes,fears,dreams, and ideas.If you wander into my mind, enjoy and share.