Once was stolen
has found new life
four years later.
Although smaller
it still stands true.
Betrayal is a funny thing
so awkward and counter-productive
to the real love it shadows
I’ve never had a relationship
without experiencing its wrath.
Though I try to paint its true form
Real love
Living in what feels safe
contentment even for a moment
It brings me joy and
Moments of peace
To forget the tender grip
Of a fresh wound,
Dug so deeply into my flesh
Giving impossible expectations
For a love broken.
Love Broken 2008
12X9" on Watercolor on 140lb Cold Press
