Flashback

Your touch.
Your love.
Your voice.

Comes back to me
in flashbacks.

Your pain.
Your hungry gaze.
Your possessiveness.

Comes back to me
in flashbacks.

Your anger.
Your guilt.
Your power.

Comes back to me
in flashbacks.

My brokenness.
My pain.
My memory.

Comes back to me,
In flashbacks.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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December 4, 2017 at 8:09 PM
This is a wonderful poem of heart break. The memories one has can either make of happy thoughts or make of times so painful. Your poem makes the reader feel the sadness and loss. Very touching.
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