A Dozen Times

A dozen times I’ve told you that I love you.

A dozen times you’ve rejected my claim.

I lurk in the shadows

Peering at you from hidden corners

I play hide and seek with your emotions

Pretending your heart is an elevator to enlightenment

I’ve been told I’ll be alone forever

Unless I sort out these variety packs

Alter these habitual habits of yesterday

Change my ways of nocturnal exploration

A dozen times I’ve told you that I love you.

A dozen times you’ve rejected my claim.

I rise up on infatuation highs

Like the heroin I shot up

Drink my sorrows into oblivious slurs

Look at myself in the magic mirror

Each woman I’ve fallen in love with

Takes me for a poetic journey

Damaging my epicenter unintentionally

With their intentional misguidance

A dozen times I’ve told you that I love you.

A dozen times you’ve rejected my claim.

Our story was the greatest secret untold

From the suicidal agreement

To the exchange of self-inflicted disease

The bearings of direction kept us straight

I’ve filed a counter suit

I’m filling charges against you

Bringing in the law

And the men in finest suits

A dozen times I’ve told you that I love you.

A dozen times you’ve rejected my claim.

Our lives flashed before us

We were headed for a collision course

The consumers and commuters saw it

Sisters knew truths and mothers too

We both wished for something beautiful

But our loss was greater than our gains

The destruction of our consciousness

Became the focal point of our existence

A dozen times I’ve told you that I love you.

A dozen times you’ve rejected my claim.

A dozen times I tried to forget you

A dozen times I tried to leave you

A dozen times I tried to love you

A dozen times I tried to mend you

© 2012 David Greg Harth

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