Inebriated

In those dark days,

When your life becomes intoxicated with the air of love,

When you are inebriated in his tranquility,

The seizure of your attention makes you more aware of the deepest secrets he bore in his heart.


You fumble with your lies,

Give in to despair,

As the cramped space made of your ignorance,

Seems promising,

Seems hopeful


©Jumbled Letters 2018.

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