The frames of two-year-old roses and tulips
are kept laminated yet still they fade,
a pitcher of pink lemonade to symbolize
peace, even though flies have started to wade
and lay their eggs on a childless hope.
Who you used to be is a sacrifice
you regrettably made.
Chess pieces roaming around like dust,
secret games without a place to bade,
my body within is the lamp stand
that has not seen shade or bulbs
in centuries.
This house has always had an intervention
of forest fires, crisp goodbyes, and over-painted
shutters,
keeping you outside the boundaries
while I pledged myself to monogamy.
Never again will I be convinced by rocking chairs
to scrapbook your personality and study the
psychology of pairing.
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Written 8/01/13 @ 5:03 PM
Baby Rainbow's challenge from these random prompts:
roses and tulips
lemonade
peace
hope
who you used to be
my body within
sacrifice
monogamy
secret games
Title must be: Who you used to be
Must have at least four lines to rhyme with lemonade.
