Every occasion
when she disappears
without much rhyme or reason
or any fight or turmoil
he affirms,
to surround his vulnerable emotions
with an impenetrable rind,
but when she decides to appear
after her untimely disappearance,
he,
against his sane mind’s desires
makes a tiny rupture
on his shield
only to find him
lost in her rigmarole
and falling into the trap
of some obnoxious love
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Don’t know what to call it..Faith in returning love or deception all over again.Your words charm all of us.
Not sure what it is… but I really like this one.
Nice Job!
I like how you describe things in ways I would never think of 🙂
You are so kind. Your work do the same to me. Put me in complete awe
Thanks so much. It is for readers to take it the way they want to
*obnoxious Love*
🌸🌸😊thank you so much
Thanks so much for your kind words
Your welcome!
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I admire the style in which you write and the amazing vocabulary you use. Always gives me something to look forward to. 🙂
Sonya, I am so humbled by your beautiful words. Especially coming from you means a lot to me
I feel the same way 🙂
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Really like the rhythm of this. Such a good word, rigmarole, Medieval English I think.
Thanks so much for your kind words. Yes, it is not that popular these days. But I love such words. Much humbled
Yes that’s true.
Thanks again for the read