I still feel the anger of my sorrow
looming behind my thoughts.
I know
if good is in the light
then our shadows reflect our past
--the evil that we are.
The truth alone is like a knife
piercing through our love.
The truth divides us from our hearts
only wanting cozy corners in the dark.
Often you and I embrace pit falls
wanting what we call
easy answers within easy lies, yes,
long arguments into pointless fights.
In the summer we feel conflicted
feeling perplexed and yet
huddled within cozy evenings.
In the winter the cold is so depressing,
in summer, the nights are best
for kissing.
-V I L L A N U E V A
06.26.2021
