Love dries up when words go walking
taking more than just the talking.
Affection follows in pursuit
of missing words that leaves both mute.
Another home another pair
spit out words without a care.
Things get thrown,fists get raised
love lies bleeding,both are crazed.
When a fist becomes a word
perhaps that image is absurd
but fists will often do the talking
as love dries up and words go walking.









Nice progression of vision… I have wondered if this is the destiny of most modern relationships… The implications of that.
Thanks for reading and commenting.
Damn, this an incredible write, Peter. Into the book it belongs! Appreciate you.
Damian
Thanks Damian