I thought I saw you.
Reflecting in a clear glass window. Plummeting a midst a thousand drops of rain. Whispering woes beneath a wavy, weeping willow.
Yes, you were there.
In the scorch of a sun and the pale of a moon. In the cool curl of a surf pitched too soon. In the sting of the sheets that scratch my fire-singed skin. And deep inside my sorrowful dreams.
I thought I saw you.
Inhaling the steam from a pot of simmering souls. Gulping the wine from a goblet made of tolls. Thieving existence from treasure troves. Wrenching my love when you thought it was exposed.
Yes, you were there.
Aching at the feet of those you’ve wronged. Riddled with regret and pained by loss. Wishing away what refuses to be gone. Teasing the hearts of those who’ve longed.
I thought I saw you once.
But I never really saw you at all.
Breathless…beautiful…poetry
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Thanks Jen. (0:
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…more of this please Hazy…
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We’ll see…
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A nice depiction of a familiar, unwanted presence. Full of mystery. Very well done.
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Thanks, Tony. I appreciate your comment. Writing is so strengthening and I’m thankful for that.
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Ohh my heart. This is beautifully sad.
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Sad does a good beautiful. Thanks for the comment, RMY. ❤
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Bloody marvellous. This is totally breath taking.
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Thank you so much for the comment…and for stopping by!
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The description in here is awesome. Really really good, need to write more of these! lol
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Thanks, Vinny. I appreciate it. I do really enjoy doing them.
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