Spoon Life

For Wordle #187
Words for the week :
Time, Grass, Bird, Steel, Break, Highway, Chronaxie– the least amount of time the brain must send a signal to a part of the body for it to actually take action, Romance, Smooth, Spoon, Indigo, Bluster

Love has always been bluster.
I chased it, up and down like,
the steel bird.
I tried to contain romance like,
Indigo waters.
Loathing erupted in a chronaxie.
Across the highway,
Breaking the silence,
Of my arid sleepless nights,
the tides made love with the shore.
Not once, but many times.
Moon, the silent bystander.
Outside, the smooth grass,
caressed by the wind,
Lost track of time,
And danced in ecstasy.
A mute spectator, I remained,
Forgotten by cupid too.
Like a spoon, my destiny,
To add coffee to the hot water,
Get burnt, but never could,
taste a single drop of their love.

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