A Quarter To Mid-Forgetfulness

       By the next morning

    My steps will be mine again

 No longer seeking a lost smile, a scent

In the air, a cold fingerprint

You left behind

       By the next morning

Perhaps the day after

We're almost there

         It's always like this 

almost ...

Reviews

[Rita L. Sev]

Many places this poem takes me. Past relationships, the loss of a loved one... always waiting to be in control of our emotions again, but clearly not today... Yep. I like this one. :)

[Mélania Woolf]

Yes, it is all in the waiting...
Thank you so much, Rita. Glad you liked it

[highonwords]

this poem hovers between present and future about a love that has taken over the writer, very well said

steph

[Mélania Woolf]

They do say love is timeless :]
Thank you for the review, Steph

[Poetic champion composi..]

Really hilarious. Well done.

[Mélania Woolf]

I'm glad you found this one amusing! ^__^
Thanks!

[alifeacoustic]

...It never happened.
So much feeling and emotion in so few words. This is truly beautiful. Felt, thought, written and leaving the last words unsaid says more than the longest ode ever could. Inspiring. Thank you for sharing.

[Mélania Woolf]

Thank you so much for your kind review!