14 Monday Sep 2015
Posted in Poetry
forever
remembers
the first kiss
our last
the breath of baby
warm on our lips
and tears
are they not
the same
as we knew
a goodbye was certain
to ways we would go
backward as lessons
brought with us here
an always
veiled by the sun
shadows forgiving
the slight in our steps
east now as westward
stories retold
by ribbons burning
in two
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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