Old Lovers

You took a gamble
And lost
I often said to never
Underestimate me
I’m not a regular gal
The depths of my soul
Are so far unmatched
I will give until
The damage emerges
Perhaps in the hopes
Your own soul will grow
But you choose to play
Only in the shallows
And to keep me
In the shadows
You limit your worth
So you don’t see mine
Fear restrains you
From your naked truth
And inhibits the bliss
Of true soul connection
I have grown from you all
In ways words can’t describe
May the next Gambler
Shortly arrive