Lover’s leap

Day 7. Two prompts, love/anti-love from Writer’s Digest, and money from NaPoWriMo.

Lover’s leap

 

We were poor when we met, and starving for love

And I thought that our need would sustain us

I felt certain, you know, with my hand in your glove

That we’d blossom because of our plainness

 

The decades rolled past and my throat was still dry

But you swore to me I wasn’t needy

So I drank up the dust, making try after try

And assumed I was just being greedy

 

Until I discovered when I thought to look back

You’d been gorging while I was asleep

While I dressed all in red you were fat in the black

So I told you to take one last leap

 

~ Liesl Dineen 2015

What do you think?

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