She Was Here
The part of me spikes and
thorns couldn’t break
The path, the memory lane, I
skid it emotionally over the tick
nights
I’d to pass through that distant
relationship
_without brake
Changing what we’d to what we
have_falling back to lights
Living in the epoch where trust
won’t be a surprise
For the chateau you built in the
heart_stands tall
That I esteem over the cold
nights_until sunrise
Still I can’t wake_beside you, I
fall
Your chortle gives pleasure_that
over matters
Your lips_as red as the berries
‘’she was here’’ said the grey
matter
Not a dream_you still
here_evergreen like leafs of the
cherries.
Copyright © Emenaha Godwin Holiday | Year Posted 2014
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