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Haunted by passion and intimacy gone cold and pallid. I can relate. The question is, how do you reignite a fizzled star.
Always a pleasure
Clay
That is the question. Thank you Detritus;))
Its quite painful to be in a relationship when libidos get out of sync.
You’ve captured it perfectly in this piece.
I haven’t found a fix …. hope you are more successful.
😘🙏
Thank you, Peter;))
It’s a sad story as old as time itself. I’m sure at some time in the past cavemen through their cavewomen out into the mud, and space alien women are floating in space because they didn’t clean the dashboard of the UFO controls good enough. 🙂
Thak you, Tim;))
This really captures the ache of a love that feels distant while still sharing the same space. “How did we die? / Laying in this bed.” says so much with so few words.
Thank you, Romaj;))
Powerfully penned, Fia. I felt the ache in your words my friend, excellent write. Appreciate you, cuz.
Damian
Thank you, Damian;))
Painful, tragic, brilliantly told in this piece. Great!!
Thank you, yes, it is tragic.;))
Over sometimes long before it is declared over. No winners. A tie in last place. A slow painful death of a relationship…
Agreed, Thank you, Paula;))
I think I’ve been in that bed–or one very similar. You express very well the cold shoulder of love collapsing. I wish love potions were real.
Fia, this is a heartbreakingly powerful poem. This poem about what happens when one partner in a relationship lets go is such a real human experience that you put into words the burned across the page.
John
Thank you, John;))