Mimi
Tainted kisses,
silent misgivings,
frantic limbs and souls
struggling against a deep freeze,
always trying to reach
for some sort of safety
in the midst of
emotional squalor.
I remember you,
trying to cut the tie
with no clear cut ending,
that was a long time ago,
but for what it’s worth,
when I close my eyes,
I can still see,
your eyes,
searching mine,
for an answer
that could never be.
Copyright © Ian Kilfoil | Year Posted 2011
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