such emptiness over loves that faded
like wine stains on the first-date dinner
he again at the restaurant but years later
and off his game considerably
he waits for yet another salvation
to approach in tight-dress and heels
such emptiness over loves we leave and seek
and find each one is the same person we left
Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
Monday, December 28, 2015
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