BROKEN GLASS

I saw you there 
Across the room
I’d planned on leaving
Leaving soon.

But, standing there
So all alone
I felt the urge
To take you home.

Something there
Had drawn me in
Something wild 
So welcoming.

It felt just like
A roaring fire
The heat of passion
Lust and desire.

You caught my eye
The fix was in
That was it
I saw you grin.

I took your hand 
You stole my heart
That was it
Right from the start.

Though passion fueled
It couldn’t lass
We burned right through
Just way too fast.

Like broken glass
Too many shards
Too many pieces
Got way too hard.

Too much too soon
The thrill was gone
Met someone new
Then you moved on.


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Photo from Google Images: cafaweb.com




Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

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