'I am not your darling.' <br />Your cold blue words flashing from the screen <br />like a slap, wake me to the danger I've been in. <br />Believing that I'd heard <br />in your cool messages the words <br />that lovers use, echoing from the ardent lust we'd shared <br />under the sightless moon beside the darkened sea, <br />I'd answered as a lover would. But <br />you post a timely warning sign - <br />I am not your darling <br />and you <br />are not <br />mine.<br /><br />Janice Windle<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ups-and-downs-collection-crushed/
