Haunted

5-26-09

The haunting feel of emptiness
glides unwanted over my skin
as I lay bathed in moonlight
remembering our first kiss.
The river at my fingertips
I could just slip right in
and drown in a life without you
rather than feel the aching loss
of the hopeless illusion that I held
so delicately in my heart

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[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Wow this is hauntingly stunning... so nice to see you writing again... a sad but delicate poem.