
Happy, connected….lonely, detached
Waking up from old memories of passion…
Laying down in shadows that are missed
Shadows of men who came and went
Is the bed where good times roll or reality is told that….
My bed is not a home for strangers to roam
Marriage is access to every part of me….
But settled for “kind words” to be the key
I allowed my purity to be compromised to satisfy you
I hid my worth behind your needy intentions and allowed my body to be all that you see
Behind the kisses and soft touch lies silence wrapped in tears and discontentment
So I left those “old lovers” to pray….God please put my broken heart back together today
-ShuCora Walker, ©2021
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