In Love With the Enemy

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In Love With the Enemy

Come with me
into the darkness,
where no boundaries impose.
Deep and Blue and Reaching,
the water of fate.
With a stained soul
I crouch in waiting-
knowing you hate me.
I will run and cry out
to break the agonizing calm,
for your silence blights the heart,
    and sorrow is not shame.

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Rhymer commented on In Love With the Enemy

04-25-2010

In so few words you manage to reach out and grab the readers attention. 10

Dano commented on In Love With the Enemy

04-22-2010

there is tremendous amount of power held in these words... nicely written

MindNumbing commented on In Love With the Enemy

04-22-2010

Nicely written, my friend... there's a tangible angst between the lines of this and I can feel your pain as I visualize you screaming into the night, begging for just a little communication. Well done.

Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

KimberlySD’s Poems (10)

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In Love With the Enemy 3
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Rekindle 5
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Exit Earth 4
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