Even as you leave my presence, I must collect my heart................
Even as you leave my presence, I must collect my heart And softly weave my memories one by one On the edges, they quietly sit apart Until I say to myself I am done
If the ocean could overhear, the memories I recall I could throw a net reaching out for miles Capture every bit of love as it falls To join the lines of our hearts In my smile
All along the blue skies, in the shadows of the sun Inside of these memories, I could spend days Traveling through my heart’s caverns Inhaling a touch left trailing Of the things you say
Even as you leave my presence, I must collect my heart Draw back time enough to sweetly examine The joy all these memories will impart Until I say to myself I am done
You have the advantage, my dear...when this happened to me, there was the half-hour crying jag before I was able to collect my heart at all. If I didn't know better, I'd have to say you were there in my apartment that night...or more precisely, you were in my soul that night. Cut me to the quick, this one, with surgical precision and supreme artistry. Thank you.
I definitely been there and was most certainly done with that! You always learn more about yourself when you go through something that difficult. You learn about strength and I know you are a strong woman!
The second stanza gave me the most beautiful imagery, and the closing stanza gives the perfect ending. This is perfectly constructed, perfectly captured the emotion, and is just perfectly perfect!
This poem made me smile, while I read I imagined an artist painting these words into a heart with ink veins. I never tire of your writing Flores and I never think I will. ~BlackCl0ud
Hello, I am Neva, 4i, from Atlanta, Georgia.
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