Realising the way things have come, and gone... and the enormity of what 'love' really means.
It was a reluctant affair... that only myself could really relate as I sat and stood, then lay for a bit.
Your smokey eyes met mine, but my mouth refused the thoughts, that were lost in my head... and so we just lay, but I could read your mind, over and over. Gone and there again.
The sky changed, resembling our emotions, colliding as they always did. The floor lay untouched, as I slowly, but silently slid... down our past. Thinking and feeling you suddenly behind me hugging, tugging, just being there
Is this real? Is 'love' really real?
It was a reluctant affair... that sometimes only included myself, my thoughts as I walked and ran, then rested for a bit.
When I came home, you'd make your presense somewhat significant to me Maybe this was it you knew! Just how much i was falling away from you. Or maybe thats how you knew, because my words were untouched And our lives remain hushed.
A contest where it was a winner, I'm sure. Beautifully sad, I feel. Very quiet yet screaming with emotion. I felt like I was the mistress in this story. If this was a movie, it would be black and white. All the best movies are black and white. Just beautiful.
in the second line.. consider adding an I to myself.. I am not sure you want a coma after "thoughts" in the first line of the second verse.. you have some great lines here..
Awesome poem once again! Not all relationships work out and that's unfortunate, but then again we always find someone new. If this was about you I hope you're happy now. :)
Can't see anything wrong with the poem I enjoyed it! I particularly liked the part "because my words were untouched, and our lives remained hushed"
Relationships are oft' time only tentative touches, brief give-and-takes. Sometimes when we open the door of our heart, just partly, we then realize there isn't enough chemistry or interest to continue the investment of our time and energies. The door softly closes and we back away. When in doubt, leave it out. That's how your poem strikes me. Well done.
The poem was amazing. I like the tone of the poem. Like whispers only the night would know. Those quick affairs we had done to be remembered when alone and dreaming about missed faces.
"The sky changed, resembling our emotions, colliding as they always did.
The floor lay untouched, as I slowly, but silently slid... down our past."
No weakness in this outstanding poem.
Coyote
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