Unguarded Serendipity... by =ProsePetals

A little something to emphasize my day:

In a breath of gently spoken words of truth
over shades of softest honesty revealing
to the return waxed exhalation of smoke
and the tap-dancing rhythm of anticlimax.

a tempestuous reality of words
that never should have been spoken
from a heart that was meant to be broken
time and time and time after time

As the smooth, cool blade of subtle irony
cuts through the texture of my blitheness
so jealously guarded and unwittingly
and carelessly spent in a moment of candor.

and a wild and dangerous spirit
that takes greater risks than prudence
would ordinarily allow, in past tense
and will never be present tense again

Initial token sensation of anger and frustration
at a slip of otherwise untouchable lips, a sweet
transition of unexpected liberty for by missing
the words for reasons undisclosed yet known…

when strains of violin refrains in softest
tones of languid, sanguine yesterdays
that no longer exist, can’t find their way
into today, and really, that’s more than okay

You casually and caustically set me free
from the chains that held me so close to your
heart and the secrets that my own keeps are held
in the dark and quiet place where serenity sleeps…

when silence is voluminous and
irony is luminous, and everything else
just falls away and nothing matters
more than the quiet times of simplicity