Tomas Vincent Marra Poet Free verse

This, a Little Fiction

This, a little fiction 
tested 
You and I 
Not we.
Like crows
other watching
other
But I was sure
You had the name of 
Someone 
I loved .
Frost clung
To your air
As Furtive 
Words
Saints and angels 
Fell
from your mouth
Climbing Along 
Dusty fault lines
to where
the heart draws
trauma
And 
My body 
Winter
At that moment 
In one breath
I lost nothing
I lost everything.

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Beata Agustin June 14, 2024 at 12:23 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.