When you called an end to it

when you called an end to it
saying you were afraid to feel
I called a moratorium
after debating who it would be
me or you who calling an end to it
it was you
then I called a moratorium
on lust
on desire
a promise
made just on the left hand side
of love
who now stands there on the right
shimmering after bathing
in the ice cold waters
of the north Pacific rim
she glistens
shivering at the ocean's edge


--Lorena Wolfman  © 2013