Come.
A bit closer.
Do you remember how you used to toy around
with my fingers
while
I toyed with your heart
and we both blamed the playful moods
and
relationship faux pas?
Jealousy used to leak
like words
out of our mouths
and we soaked them all back
with our brittle lips
and dry kisses
of rehearsed attraction.
Do you remember,
how you didn’t complain
and I didn’t mention
that I notice it?
– Chatty Owl –
CHATTYOWL 
As I keep reading, I am even more impressed…
Thank you so much.. Making me blush here a little. You’re way too kind.
Yes.
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In those “good enough for now” relationships, there is so much unsaid on both parts. I Love this part:
“Jealousy used to leak
like words
out of our mouths
and we soaked them all back
with our brittle lips
and dry kisses
of rehearsed attraction.”
Excellent expression. Unsettling in familiarity, beautiful in creation.
So nice to see you here, Beth. Brightens up my day. Yes, in those type of relationships, there are always so many things that are left unsaid and very often stays that way..
Another sad but beautiful poem about troubled relationships. It’s gorgeously composed but my favorite part has to be this…
“Jealousy used to leak
like words
out of our mouths
and we soaked them all back
with our brittle lips
and dry kisses
of rehearsed attraction.”
Troubled relationships have a plethora of sad poignant moments that must be written about.
Convenient indeed, but satisfying? Another powerful read.
Satisfying in one case only – if both people enjoy this situation as a torturer and as a tortured one..
Great work, as always
Thanks…. 🙂
I gobbled that ‘muffin’ without coughing any this time! 🙂
Sounds to me like a fairly unfulfilling relationship you had there.
Mouse has a full tum….needs a little lie ‘down’, but i don’t think he’d fit right now – lol 😉
convenient indeed…
Good poem too, I forgot to mention!
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Thanks! It came unexpectedly to me..
(:
Enticing and playful but dark at the same time. Love it.
My poems are usually like that…
Hmmmm…I like this a lot…but it’s a little unsettling too. You have a way with words owly
how piercing…. you have a new subsciber 🙂
Good night and thank.
Soul.
Fabulous…indeed!
the last line especially. but i love “toy around with my fingers”. it sets the mood. this poem toys with us.
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