Demolition…

The wind rose up
from the face of the ocean
with a razor sharp sting
that made our eyes water
a veil
for the tears already bubbling at the surface
the zephyr ran its slender fingers
through her hair
like a loving servant
whispering calm adulation
while it braided her stands of fire
into tangled lashes
that slapped at my stubbled cheeks
in this embrace
our last stand
against the inevitable collapse
of our love
having built this temple
brick by brick
together
we, now powerless to do anything
as clouds of masonry billowed around us
we watched heaven die
as it succumbed
to life’s cruel and unfeeling judgment

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About Eric

Writer/Plumber/Poet/Father/Gentleman/Romantic
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13 Responses to Demolition…

  1. Another excellent write, Sir Eric. I love the word zephyr. ❤

  2. Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
    A TRAGEDY…A-BUILDING—LOVE COMES CRASHING DOWN!

  3. So beautifully expressed, the catastrophic collapse of a love, with so much invested. Stunning as always Eric. ❤

  4. What Holly said sums it up for me too. Exquisite!

  5. Your feelings left for us to touch. Nearly. Beautifully done, Eric.

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