apersonaljourney – stories of love

To the untrained eyes,

the look is wonderful, filled with smiles

or perhaps there is that serious pose,

instilled by the photographer

gives a certain panache to the identity.

~

Hers always a puzzle for me

yet drew my eyes in a smile,

in the heartbreak of loneliness that an expression

might cry out – when one time I could reach

and then later destroy.

~

Always been a sensitive soul

so I was told,

and grew to know

though not really something I might favor

and forever forgive its appeal.

~

I’ve hurt you I know

without restraint, no process

only a reactive woe that mattered only to me,

to shed light, later too late

for the cycle of our lives

to retrace and find some moral compass

we might hold on to

we might find solace

we might surely understand the truth.

~

Left now only with pictures we can re-imagine

or shelve as a memory framed upon a matting of denial.

© Scott F Savage 12/2020