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,


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


Published by a quiet man

I am a writer. I've always wanted to write intriguing words. Don't we all. Aren't we all wanting to be experts in the language of love, sensuality, desire, provocative notions? Well, I'm giving it a try. Join me if you'd like, and please share any feedback you think would help my adventure :)

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