Ever hopeful
Filled with dreams
Bright new
Brand new
Hopeful schemes
Pastel shades
And Wedgwood skies
First light
Of loving
In your eyes
Soon to dim
And then you flee
Leaving me
Alone
With me
The things I fear
The things you said
Burning rivers
In my head
Bereft of all
We shared
My soul
So old
So young
So bare
Afraid of you
Of me
Of life
Of men……
Until the bright new
Dreams
Begin again
The landscape never
Quite the same
Eventually
A different game
Aware at last
Of what I know
And think
And am
And feel
The gift of love
At
Long
Last
Real
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Well nice poem...sounds a little nostalgic...Is it dedicated to someone?
ReplyDeleteya it was written a while back tho
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