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Who could blame you for leaving Me

by Lori Blair

I'm on the outside though I do adore
you more; kisses knew a new you
and passion isn't a world we don't know
without that disguise
cuz we can't understand
our love lost
in ancient eyes we now hide
inside theses enemy lines that we disguise


love me too
as I know you do too
who could blame you for leaving me
when I wouldn't take your name
in vain, without

empty

and empty is the heart without
and empty is my name no doubt
innocence is not enough
such
sorrow
as all things are the same
without

You, true
so,

so, we put up our own masks
without the blame
they couldn't feed us all
the same
so
our own souls couldn't feel the same
apart
without such heart


and so,

I go where you do too
I grow with you
in the middle of the grove
we can be known don't you feel the truth
too

for our love goes on
so unendlessly too

I love you
until I am to forget
you do, too

and passion was suffice I know it's true
who could blame me for all that I adore
I do implore you all
don't forget what is truth and what is not

love rules
love rules until it is suffice
I can't complain
in the middle of our truth

I'm on the darkside of the truth though I,
I know, it's so true, passion upside
down so sublime, who could ever think it's so up
when the heart feels it's so down
they just want to frown upon us
as they just want to ignore

cuz in ancient eyes we now must hide
inside these enemy lines we must

look for truth hidden within disguise
but we know our love is truth
hidden inside our own lies

and ache is all we have yet owned
empty is the heart without, empty is
our sorrow grown, who could ever live without
if nothing grown was all we'd known

who could blame you for leaving me
when I wouldn't take your name
in vain, without

empty

and empty is the heart without
and empty is my name no doubt
innocence is not enough

such
sorrow
as all things are the same
without
You, true
so,

so, we put up our own masks
without the blame
they couldn't feed us all
the same

so
our own souls couldn't feel the same
apart

without such a heart
I go where you do too
I grow with you
in the middle of the grove

we can be known don't you feel the truth
too

for our love goes on
so unendlessly too


empty


empty as our hearts do know

empty as our hearts do reach
as empty as our hearts do bleed, within

and

Within again

but then, Out!

12/17/2011

Author's Note: For my son Josh..play your guitar as if you can reach the stars unending

Posted on 12/18/2011
Copyright © 2021 Lori Blair

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by JJ Johnson on 12/18/11 at 01:34 AM

This is beautiful all the way through, like the poet of its creation. I C U...2

Posted by Alison McKenzie on 12/18/11 at 04:20 AM

Intense, Lori, and beautiful!!!

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 12/18/11 at 02:47 PM

Tragic tale of lost love. Excellent buildup to that last few lines, Lori, and worthy closure with the single word Out!

Posted by Mo Couts on 12/18/11 at 10:18 PM

Oh wow, Lori! This is wonderfully done! And, I think it's something that all adults can relate to *muses*.

Posted by Mo Couts on 12/18/11 at 10:18 PM

Oh wow, Lori! This is wonderfully done! And, I think it's something that all adults can relate to *muses*.

Posted by Maria Massarella on 12/19/11 at 01:42 AM

when a mother can word the silence of a son's heart...compose lyrics to his music...then this speaks of a connection that goes beyond the beauty of song...love&light*m.a

Posted by Ken Harnisch on 12/19/11 at 11:03 AM

Lyrical, profound...and inviting me to this table at least four times already to read this poem over and over, seeking another gem and finding another each time i do..i do not have the all-encompassing word to rate this jewel, Lori

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 12/19/11 at 04:55 PM

Poignant, reluctant, acceptance of "love lost".

Posted by Joe Cramer on 12/21/11 at 12:18 PM

... so poignant.....

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 03/22/12 at 01:23 PM

beauty is ever within the reach and framework of each poem that you write, Lori, a forlorn beauty that is well illustrated and represented here. I do so adore your style, which is always flowing smooth and tending toward the melancholy, a quality which I much welcome in my world.

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