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Poetry

Who Needs Your brand of Love?

Even now as you stare at me with eyes opaque and still,
I see your brand of love..
Controlling.
It is the grey hue of that unknowable place
where shadows leap and languish the deeper you dare.
Crackling.
It’s the sulky, kinda twisted, kinda sad, kinda love
consuming your little world of me, finding a million ways
to turn this watercolour into a mess of lines
splotches and damp spaces.
I choose my kind of love.
Mine.
Without you.
Alive with light, burning with the shimmer of hope,
tears reflect the beauty of a rainbow earth.
This me without you.
Who needs your crazy brand of love?

All rights reserved Oluwatoyin Sutton @Osupa 2016<b

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2 Comments

  • Reply
    Kaiden
    January 30, 2017 at 3:49 am

    IMHO you’ve got the right anwrse!

    • Reply
      osupa
      February 5, 2017 at 4:53 pm

      Hi Kaiden, thanks for visiting and reading my poem. Do visit again or sign up for emails alerts for new posts.Most appreciated.

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