I wish it would come back to me.
the thought
the storm
your memory
I wish it hadn't gone away.
the dream
the face
like yesterday
Fading like a photo
left out in the sun
The outline traced with
colored chalk
It waits for rain to come.
Breathing in so deeply
standing before -
in awe.
Saying everything but
the right words.
A massive giant flaw.
....No review, no punctuation, not even sure what it's about. I'll read it again after posting and feel slightly embarrased.
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Listening to the gravel
crunching on the tar
my footsteps breaking silence
as I stare up to where you are.
Tonight the stars are millions
they flicker in the sky
The tears start falling, cooling
the skin under my eyes.
t.b.c....
(started typing another, but couldn't get it out right with a phone conversation nearby. This one was from camping this weekend. The stars - so many, many stars. I was overcome.)