June 18, 2014

 

 

My worst enemy

I need to touch.

I can at least be civil,

though I don’t care to, much!

 

My worst enemy

I need to follow.

Though this impossible;

the truth so hard to swallow.

 

My worst enemy

I need to please,

and on the stranglehold,

the tension, ease!

 

My worst enemy

I need to outgrow,

and ‘up’ the standards

that are set too low.

 

My worst enemy

I need to meet;

to come face to face

in the scorching heat.

 

My worst enemy

I need to love,

and call my own

little turtle dove.

 

My worst enemy

I need to see,

in a mirror image,

that may well be me!

 

 

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