Friday, 31 March 2017

UNSHED



I moved
Hoping to wash from my soul
Every memory of you
That I hold
Shifting all my treasured things
Into a new world
Made it look like home
And you didn’t come with me…
Victory!!
Yet it’s more hollow than defeat
You don’t come out of the woodwork
Silently
To sit cross legged beside me
There’s no voice telling me
To move aside
So you could steal my warm seat
There’s no gossamer touch
Caressing my brow
Lulling me gently to sleep
The air here
Doesn’t hug me anymore
In wishful embraces, so sweet
Yes I left you behind
All of you
There’s not even a wisp here
To invade my dreams
To smile at me
To help me live
To remind me to breathe
Yes, I lost you
And won instead
The bitter taste of defeat.

MS




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