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so sure my soul
recalls your breath
tho how and when –
I shudder
forgotten here
where circumstance remains
when pulled into
your memory –
as light within
your light –
as vapor unremembered
by the flame
of moments held
so fragile
I dare not speak aloud
of where
the wonder slept –
between us
now
as strangers
to believing –
of another place we came
familiar once
as golden still
the sun
. . .

First stanza is absolutely beautiful ❤
Oh Bobbie, this touched my heart as my eyes filled. We may let go, yet our heart holds the memories, the feelings still…and the picture…very beautiful, the words and the picture. Struggling to express what your soul’s words have evoked in me. Thank you. Love always, Bobbie. Xxx
Oh, these words:
‘of moments held
so fragile
I dare not speak aloud’
are so beautiful. Your whole poem is a prayer and pays homage to them… and to unconditional love. Love ~ as always. xo
Can it be so fragile – I shudder to think – that it just might be
Luv and peace,
Eric
Ah, Lady Wordsmith, ye’ve gone done it again ! …left meself speechles…, and wouldn’t ye know I never am, for sure. ~xo~
Himself
Nothing can put the heart in danger
but when yesterday’s lover become today’s stranger:'(
Much Love
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