Dresses Of Stresses Poem by John Sensele

Corrode vats of my scars
Sustained in misadventures undertaken
In the course of tiffs we've fought in bars
Where our opinions driven to extremes were mistaken.

Explode vials of my frailties
Our hearts have grown
The more we swallowed penalties
Our indiscretions should have outgrown.

Collide electrons of my frustrations
Jumping by leaps and bounds
If our foibles feed fractious fractions
Replete in feet of our romance rounds.

Disrupt tissues of my frowns
In the fatigue and intrigue our faces
Wear if we swear to indulge gowns
Feelings fabricate in streams of stresses and temptation traces.