Breathless - - - Once Again

tryptophan fills my veins, lost in lingering lullabies- i sort out what used to be mine he was enchanting with evocative eyes, feverish in tantalizing touches; a fraction of forgiveness without atonement made me weak- and i am left BREATHLESS but i am placid and quiescent, yet frenzied and unrestrained- i prosper in the present, reckless and uncontained the wrath of my spirit, spontaneous- faded and jaded memories of whens and nows and hows and thens, i can’t handle all the sleeplessness drifting onto my pillow at night searching in the shadows deep, like an x-ray deeming for bones- for youth has lost her sleep… searching for tenderness, longing to leave a farewell note, just to say goodbye for good- so i can finally breathe- but i am left BREATHLESS... once again
********************************* 1.22.20 Brian Strand
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Lamoureux Avatar
January 23, 2020 at 9:08 AM
Your poetry leaves me breathless. Hugs Rick.
Rose  Avatar
January 23, 2020 at 8:52 AM
Your a strong soul dear Lu. Your poetry is both strong and gentle all in one. Have a great day
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