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The L WordThe L Word by Chocban
Is Love a word that you can say
And then try to take away?
Do you wait until youre sure?
But how if youve not felt before?
Can a person try it out?
Just sos theyll know without a doubt?
Cause all those feelings that run deep
Can confuse in the hold they keep
To know youve done your best to scare
And they to show you they still care
The sickly feeling that you get
When you see them so upset.
To want to see and hold them so
And fight inside to let them go.
Its surely signs of something more
But do you dare use jet'adore?
To throw around this word we use
The L word that we all abuse;
To treat it as a simple noun
As if the word is not renowned,
It is hard to make those see
This word cannot be used freely.
Its got me to the very brink!
Perhaps love isnt what I think...
A morning on the wardWe play poolA morning on the ward by ComplexFayble
Each ball arcing across the table,
Precise, calculated, planetary
Coasting in tidy orbits, then
Vanishing in a nimbus of blue,
She looks up at me
Her eyes are blank and calm
Expressed to exhaustion
They slowly - once tortoise shell green
Gather me to them,
Looking right through me
They see every deceit, every unruly impulse
Every slip and strain of the tongue
But none of this registers:
Her cigarette smoke envelops us
I wait for my turn, entombed in her grey whisper
Now I am somehow comforted
Attached, another tired habit