Heels of Remembrance

Capricious waves push at my hands, show how much you mean to me
Do you remember how we used to play instead of talk
I would dress for my day while you stood with your back turned
Considering if you should go ahead and celebrate the details
Of a few minutes drawn in chalk

Our eyes look down the road at the reasons we have to be grateful
Looking at skid marks left in place from better times
While a wisp of smoke considers those heels I wore for you
That tore down the walls in our bedroom many nights
As the memories filled your mind

Just a little air to breathe was all we needed inside of this our warmth
So we would be able to feel the joy of love without labels
You stepped back and so did I to sip from the glass of our glow
Because we thought routine had taken all control
Leaving nothing on our table

I find I cannot breathe the air and this drink has lost its glow
Have you forgotten how we used to play
Where is that wisp of smoke that remembers me in heels
That tore down the walls in our bedroom
As we undressed our day

Author's Note

Space is good if not taken too far................

Reviews

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

Whew! This is one way to recover that glow.
This poem could raise the eyebrow of a man that has flatlined...
or have women ending up turning into mothers..lol
It should come with a disclaimer..or a waiver to click just to protect you
from a lawsuit. lol.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A slashed piece that rounds up emotions and fires it at will, well done

[Kelsie Eileen Stark]

Very captivating from the start. This actually was breathtaking, and absorbing.

[Ladysue]

wow, you certainly know how to move your readers...I love that last verse...amazingly done...

[Forest Green]

Reminiscing of warmer and more fulfilled moments; a truly inspiring journey through the past on a lightly traveled road that winds, hopefully, into the present, and to the future. Picturesque lyrics throughout...very enjoyable.

Nice work...!

[Dream Weaver]

Sadly sensual with hint's of uncertainty...
Nice Neva, a very good piece...

[harley]

awesome work of art and of inspriration. i loved this poem even before i finished reading it.

[Sylo's Rose]

very nice. i like the whole thing. there is nothing that caught my attention more then the rest. it made me think an awfull lot

[.........]

I like the picture and your words are powerful. "leaving nothing on our table" and "as we undressed our day". wow, wow.

[fargone]

excellent, dear neva. u mingle images with notions like no-one else. "to sip from the glass of our afterglow" is a fabulous line. and of course, there is the kick in the tali of the final verse. great work, as always, dear friend :)

[Aidz]

You women and your shoes :P

A touch of heat simmmering ...kewl write