Pandora

It all started beautifully, with love

Holding me in her arms

till a death from which we’d never recover

 

Near perfection

didn’t deserve the way love responds

to a change of heart and mind

 

Simply being the wrong colour to make the grade

Both of us

 

Pulling the wool

over the catch of the day

Remaining at large

with a self broken heart

 

Too young to fill such a gap

despite all the best lines

from movies we’d rather forget

 

Holding love the longest

taking her sweet time

to wish the fool under a bus

 

Speaking French, German and Spanish

and an awful lot of nonsense

 

And some fallen for with no idea at all

 

Love remains with me here now

Wise, wonderful, beautiful

without sympathy

where it’s not needed

 

Just tea and affection

and a box with no key

 

© Ash Cheyne 2017

Daily Word Prompt  – Sympathy

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