Take Comfort

In the loneliness of darkness
In the backlash of cruel words
My mind seeks your comfort 
As the pages in the fire curl
Ink bleeds sharply
Into my paper skin 
Lines of your etchings and your poems 
Embedded deep within 
From my lips seep a whisper
In my dreams I call your name
Tears of my rain
Drip down your window pane
Shattered mirrors reflect your eyes
Like a window through time
The first day you swore you loved me
The day you got tangled in your lies
Still in this frozen moment 
I remember a song we once sang
Our lips met in softness 
Becoming morphine to our pain 
Our lullaby I softly sing
Listening to the mirage of a piano
Now like silk I lay draped
My heart taking comfort
In the memories that we made
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Taormina Avatar
January 12, 2013 at 11:39 PM
Yes now were talking This poem pulls you in and grabs at you then keeps you there listening to make sure you haven’t overlooked anything. I am now a dedicated fan of your poetry
Williams Avatar
January 10, 2013 at 4:14 AM
Jay I love the picture you paint, it is very vivid and romantic dreams are the best...David
Bordner Avatar
January 9, 2013 at 4:46 PM
The sorriest weakness we can foster is to belive that we possess no weakness; and then there is that beautiful strength of allowing ourselves to accept the comfort waiting for us, made for us, by something completely genuine - gosh, women are good with remembering 'firsts' - there is something attractive about your mistrust Jay - afterall, we can all relate to that protective but also poisoning sentiment - you are so good at being sensuous - a beautiful talent - J.A.B. %
Andresen Avatar
January 9, 2013 at 10:38 AM
Something we will hide ...and other things we would rather forget. - Happy new year, Jay! - - Have a nice day. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)
Squyres Avatar
January 9, 2013 at 9:59 AM
Wow !! This took me through an range of several emotions. It is quite moving and reads well. Ahhhh the memories, good and bad. Enjoyed
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