Arctic Waves
Silent hatred resonates between us and imparts
Infectious seeds sown in minds long since filled with doubt
Love’s lost labors are exhausted, have departed, and fled our hearts
Ensconced now in faraway places, leaving us severely in a drought
Never the like to be shared betwixt us again, we’ve splintered apart.
Catapulted over Camelot to land in the reality of love's cruel ways;
Everlasting reality spreads anew like a frigid blast of arctic waves.
Cynthia Calder, 08.21.24
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