When we were brand new,
How the current flowed through.
It was a wonderful flow of energy...
Passing from me to you and you to me.
Poetry flowed from me always then.
I began to trust and my wounded heart opened.
We joined as one- and what happened to the flow?
Suddenly what was raging became very slow.
Short-circuited now- sadly we are broken.
Still joined, but our love blocked and unspoken.
I have all this love to give and it's killing me,
I'm being burned up by my own wasted energy.
Oh bitter is the once-so-sweet taste-
The price to pay for our foolish haste.
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