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I Can Still Feel You

I saw you there
Then you were gone
A brief glimpse into my past
Reaching out for forgiveness
But it wasn’t mine to give
I saw you again 
But not for long
The hands on the clock have long since stopped
And a light shines in the darkness
As dust dances into a stream of light
Playing softly with the wind
Then you slip quietly out of view.

The day begins slowly
Nothing ever stays the same
But nothing changes
Your shadow leaves before you
But comes back for a last look
Reaching into every corner
Glass rainbows appear from the window
Leaping in and out of view
Like oil in pools of water 
Imploding in every direction
I want to reach out to you
But I know you have already gone.

I saw you once again
In a painting on a wall
It never really changes
Only fades away from view
Like fragments of your life
Torn to shreds and scattered 
To the corners of the room
No-one to pick up the pieces
I hear the sound of laughter
Or is it the beginning of the day
I try to catch the wind
But it dances with someone new.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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February 1, 2012 at 11:44 AM
I have truly enjoyed reading your poetry you have posted here at PoetrySoup. You are a very special poet and I wish you the best in your life and with your poetry. Two thumbs up to you Rob. Love and best wishes always, Carol
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