You were the first
to send me to Windglum,
the first to growl in my ear,
the first to dampen my heart with kiss.
I loved you only so much as I was able,
which proved daunting and insufficient.
–
To what do I owe this abysmal fall?
Was it a word or a deed or an absence?
My breath sours as I speak.
I will not call to you in our native tongue
I will not flail or beg or commit
to another futile attempt at reconciliation.
You have gone off now like a comet
and though alone I am still only a harlequin.
(written in 2 minutes, my god I need to find some time to write)
mindlovemisery 
It’s great!
Thanks!
Pretty darn impressive for 2mins! This really spoke to me today
I haven’t written in a while so it just sort of spilled out all in one go
Sometimes that’s the best way to write… in any case, it worked for you!
Thanks so much =)
You did well Yves, great structure…
Thanks Michael =)
Sometimes quick and efficient take away clutter. Nicely done with plenty of feeling
This was so much fun, hope you like.
https://debbiewhittam.wordpress.com/2018/01/23/wordle-184/
I could tell! I enjoyed it very much =)
Reminds me of the first guy I was engaged to…
Thankfully disengaged!
Also I can see this as a parent child relationship.
You wrote that in two minutes! Wow! But were it a minute or a month, I love the lines, especially this one “My breath sours as I speak.” because I imagine fear tastes sour and sometimes words can’t mend what’s broken.
Thanks so much! Very insightful =)