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It seems to me but Yesterday
On the edge of the sand
I sit alone
embracing a worn out sweater
thinking of a smile
written in the stars
Thinking of love
which never lived
to know its depth
Wet lashes flutter
as tears spill down my cheek
I gasp for air
and choke in topaz dreams
which die ever so slow
before they are even born
My heavy eyelids
gaze into the sky
waiting for the moon to move on
Cos I know...
The moon always moves on
But this is the dark of darkest nights
where everything is still
It seems to me but yesterday
You were here by my side
and I knew you'd come to me
but you never did
Maybe in a tomorrow
or maybe the day after
or ever after
a soft breeze
would breathe upon these lips
Maybe I will hear your whisper
playing in my ear
But till then
the sterile sea
would be alone
the wafting wave
will fade in empty wombs
Till then...
I won't be here
Till then...
Each thought of you
every reminder
of who You were
would all be gone.
Charma
This is a fiction poem inspired by the song 'Please Remember 'from the movie 'a walk to remember' www.youtube.com/watch?v=bN-1OneQYu8
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