To be candid
the jolt of your affection
rattled my sensibilities
had not realized
the depth of this despair,
miscalculated my longing
the rush of your affection –
like an oasis – refreshing
renewal for my barren
heart, gushing like a school girl,
melting, emotions cascading,
eyes glazed and unfocused
refusing to acknowledge
the impossibility of sustaining
something borne of deceit
and now we pay –
you claiming insurmountable hurt –
while the real pain of our tryst
as reflected on my beloved’s face,
has removed the cataracts from my selfish eyes –
what we did is insupportable – oasis or not.
(Written for three daily prompts:
Daily Addiction: oasis
Ragtag Daily prompt: cataract
Fandango’s Word of the Day: candour
One Woman's Quest 