July 19th, 2011 by Linda Jenkinson
- Couldn’t you see that rearranged
- and put just how you wanted me
- that I would no longer be
- she…
- who you loved at first.
I am changed.
Couldn’t you see?
- Didn’t you know that when threatened
- and hurt beyond hurt, I would go.
- We do what we must do
- so…
- I find strength to say,
“This is the end.”
Didn’t you know?
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June 27th, 2011 by Linda Jenkinson
- Today she won’t be there.
- The woman, who captured your attention
- Who sat on the edge of her chair
- As she kept you on the edge of your seat
- And talked for hours.
- Whose flashing eyes reflected your smile.
- Today she won’t be there.
- The woman who engaged you
- In witty repartee for hours on end
- She has her own husband
- And family
- And friends.
- Today you’ll look around and see
- She won’t be there.
- As I sat quietly in the shadows
- And tried not to listen,
- Tried not to see your smile.
- All the while knowing
- The worst had come to pass.
- You no longer see me there.
- Tomorrow you will look and see
- The shadows will be as empty
- As the bed I warmed so willingly.
- You’ll seek this woman tomorrow
- And tomorrow she won’t be there.
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June 17th, 2011 by Linda Jenkinson
- If I could be
- All you ask of me,
- Would it be enough for you?
- Or would your ideas rearrange,
- Your perceptions change
- Into something new?
- If I could do
- All you want me to,
- Would you then be satisfied?
- Or would your goals for me expand
- Beyond the reach of frail hands
- No matter how I tried?
- If I could take everything you have to give,
- If I could live
- As you desire me to live,
- If I could be
- All you ask of me,
- Would it be enough for you?
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