Resurrected Love

Damaged dreams,
blanched and bitter
buried

deep beyond caprice
and promises
breached by words

poisoned from
the careless
pledges

of lovers
destined to
indulge their
loins

lavish with lust
leaving hearts
discarded

shells, coiled
tight as
conches

strewn on
black barren
beaches,

dragged by
ebbing tides
to frozen
depths

of love's
casual
abandon.

Still,
she breathes,
a pulse
bereft of love

longing for caress,
hypnotised by
hushed tones
of whispered
memories.

The wind
tears at
shattered
shrouds

stirring the
silence
of a sterile soul

where silver
water
bursts its
breaking banks,

drenched,
she swims
to shore.

In the pre-dawn
hour,
a knew mind
awakens,

her face wet
from the floods
of yesterday.