#WritcoPoemPrompt10

Come, my dear reader, and lend me your ear,
As I recount a tale of love, both sweet and sheer.
A night that shimmered with an otherworldly grace,
Yet concealed a truth that left me in a bewildered chase.

In the realm of memory's tapestry, I now stand,
To paint for you a picture, hand in hand.
Imagine a room, with its shadows draped in a soft hue,
Where the air itself whispered secrets, just for me and you.

We moved in sync, bodies entwined in a passionate embrace,
Every touch, every breath, setting our souls ablaze.
The flickering candlelight danced upon our skin,
As we surrendered to desire, letting passion win.

Oh, how the world seemed to fade away,
As our hearts orchestrated a symphony that day.
In that fleeting moment, it felt like forever,
As if time itself had deemed us an eternal endeavour.

But as nine nights waned, and their dawns drew near,
Reality's cold breath whispered in my ear.
I learned a truth that shattered my hopes,
That I was but a pawn in your intricate tropes.

You, my dear, sought solace in another's name,
While my heart, innocent and hopeful, took the blame.
In the aftermath's aftermath, I was left to mourn,
The loss of innocence, the trust so recklessly torn.

Emotions clashed within me, a tempest's furious rage,
Yet amidst the turmoil, a phoenix began to engage.
From the ashes of heartbreak, resilience took flight,
A determination to heal, to reclaim my own light.

So here I stand, dear reader, scars etched on my soul,
Narrating this tale, the highs and lows taking their toll.
But know that through it all, I emerge with newfound grace,
Ready to embrace life's challenges, at my own pace.

Farewell, my dear reader, as we part ways,
May you find solace in the beauty that each day displays.
And may my story serve as a reminder, clear and true,
To guard your heart, and choose wisely who you let in through.

‘Bomi Adamson

© ‘Bomi Adamson.