Once in dark lines of poetry
you were the angel that found me
and spoke openly to my heart
in a language of whispers
that I never heard, but felt
and knew- instinctively
that you spoke a lovers truth
in a bright fiery light passing by
but when I blinked
your image slipped away
and every since, I’ve been lost again
like a run away child
searching for you arms
and beating song- of your heart
oh, how my pain simply implodes
causing me to lose control
If I could only turn back the arms
that now holds me here alone
while my soul bleeds- in streams of tears
my raw scars don’t hurt half as bad
as your obviously- your absence has
and all my peace remains elusive
until your ghostly presence
finally comes back to stay
to bodily lay- along by my side
and gift me that sweet song for all time
reverberating from your heart to mine
in a long embraceable sleep together…at last
Poet of the Light © 2019
I absolutely love these lines (and the title!)…. so good, Poet!
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Thank dearly my friend. Sometimes a good one slips out. 🙂
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“Sometimes” – riiiiight
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🙂 oh how you flatter my ego, shh- it maybe awake so keep it on the down low.
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Well, I’ll tell you what… you quit writing lovely poetry and I’ll stop complimenting you and (apparently) inflating your ego.
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Quit…me, I’m too broken to quit now??? 😉 TY.
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This is so sweet.
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Very kind of you to say. Thank you.
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You’re welcome.
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Someday….
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Perhaps.
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Perhaps……
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I enjoyed the parallel paths of the comet and love. Sometimes we are blessed to experience the return of a comet in our lifetime. However, experiencing the reunion with a lost, yet never forgotten love is even more precious.
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Agreed and Thank you for your read and comment. I always appreciate authentic comments.
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