day 2

and as our hands

touched

and his warmth

radiated on me

 

i couldnt help

but have a thought

of hope

of madness

 

that maybe

the lie called love

held hidden parts

of truth

Author's Note

I'm really not sure how I feel about this

Reviews

[Caradoc]

Ah, the narrator from Day 1 returns. And they think they might have found love, in such a way as to think, to hope, for just a moment, that it might be something real and wonderful. The tentativeness in this is really apparent. It shows that the narrator wants to believe, they want love to be real, and they want to experience it. They're just afraid they're only fooling themselves, as their past has taught them otherwise.

Another strong piece.

-Caradoc

[melancholy]

Lovely to hear from you again! Your reviews are always perfect, and you seem to understand what I am trying to convey perfectly.

I am so glad that you enjoyed another of my silly little poems.

-Ruby

[Caradoc]

It was a pleasure to read.

[David Burke]

that's very deep nice job kido

[D. T. Wine]

Interesting poem you have here. They style remains of day one, but I believe that the thoughts in the poem flow better. The word choice and crafting remain unique with some personal flavoring. I do admire brevity (a few words can create a large crater).