What If
There we were -
veiled in the sheer-yet-semi-private aura of morning twilight;
where only outlines can be seen
but where everything is felt in its full strength and purity.
In a sultry bed -
overstuffed with lost time
lost love and, now, repossessed love
we embraced each other.
Years have a way of tenderizing even the toughest hearts
as fertile tears water emotions;
the beauty of what was - was still there -
ready to rupture its bubbled captivity..
but as the home star streamed in through the eastern window
the curtain came down.
Susan Ashley
April 16, 2019
~ Fifth Place ~
Contest: April 2019 Premier 9 (Fourteen Line Max)
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Copyright © Susan Ashley | Year Posted 2019
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