pearls

Afterthought 28—Gaslit

Posted in villanelle by maggie on 2014/12/19

Her I've meant no ill
— at her worst she did it for my best.
But if love can't touch her, what will?

Sorry, I've had my fill
of having my friendship second-guessed.
Her I've meant no ill.

I believe. She says I don't. Still …
— I'd give it a rest,
but if love can't touch her, what will?

My bruises? Scars? Gone nil.
Names she called me?  Surely cut in jest.
Her I've meant no ill.

She's my tomorrow's home, with no until
— my unsaid words expressed.
But if love can't touch her, what will?

Rather to kiss than kill:
even an abuser deserves being blessed.
Her I've meant no ill;
but if love can't touch her, what will?

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