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FICTION

Leather Moods

To me, you were the charm handsome brings to view,
the emotional pull in touching love songs,
every dream I wished to never wake up from
and leading star of daydreams I composed, too.

Then, one day you called, spoke with a gusto-coo
to say I was someone you would love to know.
You asked me to be your date at a town dance 
and I hoped my joy glow did not phone show!

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We lived years tethered in joy love did construe.
I was happy and you loved happily, too,
but our love’s glory changed stories and turned dark
like your leather moods I grew to daily rue.

Time sowed memories with pain stitched by you.
I bear bruises time cleared long ago - so, know  
my pain won't fade like moonlight on flower’s dew.
I live merged with pains from all we went through.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Laurie Avatar
April 10, 2020 at 7:58 PM
Hello CayCay … the cycle of love can be much shorter than the cycle of life. A really life style poem so many do relate to - thank you CayCay - Lindsay
Horsman Avatar
March 27, 2020 at 1:03 AM
This is such a powerful poem, Caycay, love your musing..
Dietrich Avatar
March 26, 2020 at 7:37 PM
you were inspired in a really cool way with that line. So original and heartfelt this poem is. Joseph is sure to love this. I ought to put up a new poem soon. Just been SO busy learning Zoom. Let me see a few more of your poems and soupmail you something.
Ball Avatar
March 25, 2020 at 9:31 PM
A very bitter sweet piece my friend. Hope it was just a poem and not a true story. Beautifully written with great imagery and emotion. God Bless, JB Just back from hospital again. doing okay Smiles
Smith Avatar
March 25, 2020 at 4:32 PM
Very well done CayCay...
Marcum Wong Avatar
March 25, 2020 at 1:31 AM
It is so sad when love dies. This is wonderfully written CayCay. I hope you are keeping safe. Now that we must stay at home, maybe I can catch up reading poetry. I will have to check out this contest. xxoo
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