Darling I Ask

I want to hold you,

Tease you,

Be with you.

 

I want the memories

Which are becoming as black

As the coming night

That grows upon me, upon us.

 

But more then anything

I want to ask why

You were afraid,

Why we said such hateful words,

How we pated in the dusk

When we were once a sunrise. 

Reviews

[MuSe Ampoule]

Beautiful work Cassandra. You paint quite the picture of love and loss. Eloquently stated in wonderful form.

"How we pated in the dusk" Did you mean parted? The only def I found for pated was a balding head...doesn't fit here.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

I loved this poem! The last stanza is my favorite!

But more then anything
I want to ask why
You were afraid,
Why we said such hurtful words,
How we pated in dusk
When we were once a sunrise.

I think alot of people can relate to that one stanza!

[Tate Morgan]

Pride my dear pride is the reason from a mans perspective

[Bare trees]

Funny how things change with time. The infatuation wears off, then the real test begins. I like the metaphors. Nice one.