"But left to hang like yarn&twine"

I can’t believe i wasted so much time on you,
too think that one way or another,
you were my muse,
just another tool to put my inspiration to use.
Besides all the paint and the colors,
the broken down shutters,
the balls of yarn that hung like my stutter,
once again i’ve lost another lover.
Beyond all the clutter in my mind,
dwelling on the days left behind,
which was does your sun now shine?
Because in the summertime you were all i saw,
no lack of saturation like in the winter months,
no sense of frost on my cold blistering thoughts,
no icicles hung from my theiving mind,
only love and existance as it was defined.

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