SWEET
love has
broken me in a million pieces
time and time again
only to come and say
“i’m sorry”
love has walked in
and out of my life
so many times
in my dreams
and my realities
there is a rut where she has tread
leaving un-erasable footprints
in the garden of my heart
and i keep getting stuck
in the that rut
time after time
i now have a ladder
to save myself
that i will not drown
when this garden is watered
with the tears
that fill this hole
that rut
i have poked a hole
in my heart
of which it’s purpose
is to let go
of all the anxieties
that over come me
and my reason
each “Love Season”
cause when in love
we don’t think right . . . do we ?
i remember all the heart breaks
the ones i received
and the ones i think i gave
but who has time to count
for love is at my door
once more
ringing that bell
asking to borrow another cup
of my sugar
SWEET
© 27 August 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.
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