Giving Up

Giving Upwhite_daisy

His gentle, loving touch lifts me up
bursting with a smile
snuggling wide and deep

His back walking away
casts a long shadow
of icy trails across my mind

Those tracks distort
tracing my cheeks like a lovers caress
Ever the compass, helplessly pointing north

Perhaps giving up
would take the needle from the compass
restoring my sense of direction

Loving never chooses its heart
It just lands like a beautiful bird
roosting forever

Be it purity or distortion
I guess depends on thinking and action
the heart only does what it does

© 2011

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