so, i wrote this during a time i wasn't in communication with my ex but would think about her a lot. i'm not sure it'll necessarily inspire others or can be seen as poetry but i wanted to share anyways. being able to express- even emotions that may not hold the same weight they once did, i'm finding is therapeutic. i believe i am well on the way to a successful and peaceful resolve with my ex... but here is a feeling from not long ago... i'll call it can't undo because you can't just undo the love you feel for someone.
Your shadow scares me
Your smile brightens my mind
Your steps,
golden white light ripples beneath
All that is dear
Forgiving...
Forget me...
I don't want to be what I was when you decided to leave
No
It's the Pleasant memories
Early times so light and Refreshing,
Oh Beloved of mine, Whom I lost over time
Now I'm lost wandering
Reminiscent of your love
A fragrance so pure
Hanging on, hoping
Nothing else matters...
can't undo
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Re: can't undo
(((((((Eric))))))
That is hauntingly beautiful... light and delicate as it flutters around the memories of love shared.
Thank you for sharing it with us. It definitely belongs here my friend.
xxSandy
That is hauntingly beautiful... light and delicate as it flutters around the memories of love shared.
Thank you for sharing it with us. It definitely belongs here my friend.
xxSandy
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Re: can't undo
Dear Eric,
If it reads like poetry, sounds like poetry and feels like poetry...it's poetry. Thank you for sharing, the honesty of the emotions and images linger long past the reading of the words.
Kim
If it reads like poetry, sounds like poetry and feels like poetry...it's poetry. Thank you for sharing, the honesty of the emotions and images linger long past the reading of the words.
Kim
And Spirit whispered, "There are no limits."
We are akin to the aspen forests, seemingly separated but in actuality, one organism.
We are akin to the aspen forests, seemingly separated but in actuality, one organism.