National Poetry Month: Day 24

Failing Affection

Our memory has slain
Everything but pain
And the evidence remains

There was silence between us
-Awkwardness at best.
Our love was unspoken
And so was all the rest.

In darkness we feared
A future with an end.
In our minds we knew
Broken hearts never mend.

Devoutly we worshiped
Our hearts every move.
We danced to our beat.
We made our own groove.

But every song must end.
Every dancer gets tired
then loses their rhythm
and fails the groove.

Affections: Collection of Poetry by Warren L.G De Mills

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