An Abyss

The blood in my veins
holds him like that
last drop of wine
you will never taste
again. …

For his illness seeped
into an abyss that I
will never see how it
all began

circling
spiraling
signaling
all my
weakness
for love
unbridled
untitled
separate
& together
melding
into each
other
without
the thunder
of angst
only the
peace of
each other
in a
world
unknown
to anyone
who doesn’t
see the
chord
that locks
our need
to not
produce
a seed.

Photo Credit: Sabrina Campagna via Compfight cc

 

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Margret Avery expresses her talents through being a singer / songwriter / actor / writer and poet. She has also worked as a freelance makeup artist with her work gracing the pages of many editorial and commercial publications. The passion to express through song led to her writing and continues to grow with equal tenacity. Margret has contributed as a writer to Suite101, Women’s Voices for Change and now proudly for Feminine Collective. Margret’s writing is included in Feminine Collective: Raw and Unfiltered Vol 1 and that makes her smile on a daily basis. Her music can be heard on Spotify, Pandora, CDbaby, Soundcloud, Reverbnation and NumberoneMusic.

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