No answers.
The empty house
rooms full ofimprinted space
my space;
the glimmer ofblue light
as I faded into a
shimmering screen
out of sight...
Do you remember?
From across the worlds
had I reached out
lived a lifewith you;
had been there
an invisible apparition
disappearing
when you
wanted it to….
Perhaps the walls
told you
my history
perhaps
my mystery
still haunts
your memory
perhaps the
mists part
sometimes
and you see
me beckoning
to you
through time...
Do you?
Labels: poetry
2 Comments:
beautifully beautiful....
loved the words....
the "do you?" somehow made me want to answer... lovely
Beautiful
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