Estranged from temptation,
And your pedigree of love.
This moment may dehydrate,
Unleashed oblivion.
Seconds turn into minutes,
Don’t ply me with design.
Let me spin my red dream,
With no hope of return.
Your ragged breath,
Is insignificant.
My hurt will cool,
To crumbs of want.
Escape is simple,
When heart is trapped.
Pause and mute,
This adversity.
copyright Es-tee Miller
“Know how to forget…dull hearts may die… most will revive and rejoice”…Es-tee
Your words are always a nice twist. I wish I was estranged from temptation! Lovely!!