Aretta Romile

Aretta Romile

What Are We?

What are weBlue eyes I've cried with so longFreckled skinAnd beginnings Dried up with no source,No fire to smite the growth Of loveBut something took it away.Something swept usUp like the windScattered particlesStifled laughs mixed with Agony aunt charm.The hand that took me shook me,I'll never love you .But I don't want somebody else to.Thick skin carved upAnd waveringYou never have beenAnything but manageable,Lovable,In my sights,My sweet near!A better man than the woman I amBut unloved nonetheless. I wish I could. Your nectar pangs my heartMissing yearning,Neediness, tick,There's more spaces on the list,Something missing from the flowers you pick.Holes in your words,Siren's crack,Statue's lime-kissed back,Perhaps I need to dig further,It's stupid, we're stupid I know.Maybe I shouldn't give up on usWhatever we are. You and me Let's take it slow, and let it grow.