Drops of liking
Spatter the roof,
Oozing their way
Through every
Crack to the room
Littered with chipped
China teacups, frying
Pans, and flower pots
Scattered on nightstands,
Mantels, and worn
Turkish rugs, desperate to
Gather the bits of
Affection that might
Someday add up to love.
As usual, this is great.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful insight of hope. Nicely written.
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