Walking along the cobblestone road
Stepping upon the familiarity;
The smell of autumn still lingers.

Falling in love;
Refusing to admit it.

Thoughts lie
To protect our state of being;
Wrestling with the truth
To understand our state of mind.

Will we embrace
The darkness within;
Allowing the sun to set upon
An apology, placing a consenting
Shadow on the healing scar?

Fighting to keep tired
Eyes from closing; fear of
The morning prolongs the night.

Sunrise places a kiss;
Tasting regret
Smeared on the lips.

Expectations are inconsistent;
The veil  holds back
The light of understanding.

Published by David W. Jones

David is a writer and blogger who enjoys creating literary expressions about everyday life. He is a published poet and currently doing reviews, creative writing, and storytelling. David's interests include narrating point-of-view scenarios, documenting non-fiction, and writing scripts for film and television. View all posts by David W. Jones