This Is Loss

When lives are suggestive

rather immediate,

having lost sight

our humanity

hides within the depths

of our insecurity.

 

This is not wrong,

it’s a reality,

something that occurs,

takes love to another level,

one of fear,

trepidation,

the inability

inside expression,

inside wonderment

within an ecstatic dance.

 

Once, when love knocked on my door,

I glanced, and found indecision absent.


© Scott F Savage 2019

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