3 of us and I angle away from you 2, not knowing what to do. Should I be through or go to him or him or both of you? Yes, keep you both where you love me the most: side-by-side, hearts open wide to me and I am free to waffle from 1 to the other because we love each other. 3 star-crossed lovers. Until 1 blows the deal, tries to take and steal, makes life unreal. Fired. Pealing. Life stealing you. The wind blows him out and I shout what I once whispered, whimpered. But he's still beside me. The 1 who sticks around, whether up or down. Always. His calm to my kill. His laugh, my thrill. And no longer will I look to take what another took. His. Always.
Love, light, and laughter!
Jocelyn Modo