Until I Felt the Breezes Without You

Love was not enough
as I sipped on the only reason
I could hear from your kiss
although it was dressed the same
as an angry sea.

Still, I was unable to let go
because I so enjoyed
those images
that spun in beauty
before my sighs.

Lost moments recollected
I had speak out
in their smoothness
even if they were only
fantasies.  

Such as the ones
taken out of the box
I will forever
just call
yours and mine.

No love was not enough
Until I allowed myself to feel the sky
and its playful breezes
upon my skin
alone
without you
 

Author's Note

Sometimes we don't appreciate what we have until we think it is gone..........

Reviews

[Sara Mercury]

Reading your poetry makes me 'feel' too much for comfort, really. This isn't an insult whatsoever, but the greatest compliment a poet could ever want. You should feel very proud. You've done well to evoke such deep emotional feeling from someone who is constantly running from feeling anything.

[Derek S.Keck]

I've known this poem for years, you just put it into words for me. Lovely Neva!

[Samuel Dickens]

"You don't know what you've got till it's gone"--boy, is that the truth. Problem is, we often can't see these things clearly until they're in the rear view mirror.

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

You poured a tone of emotion into this one.
The feeling here made the air heavy.

[Kelsie Eileen Stark]

This makes pain and loss feel beauty, strong emotions pull us in. Your words are comforting

[Alicante lullaby]

your words are as true as love itself and the pain of loss...

[Pollyanna]

You've done a wonderful job conveying the pain of love's loss.

[iamkim]

I love this one! It is so heartfelt. I can feel strong emotions behind each line. You did great!

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

A beautiful poem and a sense of loss. A favorite my friend.

[Dream Weaver]

The tragedy is that we seem to never learn
until it's gone and then we want it
back again.... Beautiful write as always Neva...

[fargone]

beautiful poetry. ur grasp and expression of emotion is always impressive, neva. wonderful, as always, my dear friend. :)