A hand that caresses my face
With long fingers full of grace
And makes me think your hurt is erased
Even though it’s not.
A cascade of words that fall to the ground
Repelled by your cold gaze and piling up in a mound
But I still think I’m strong enough to make a sound
Even though I’m not.
A laugh that tickles my ear
Sends a chill down my spine when I hear
For it makes me think that you are near
Even though you’re not.
All the things I wish I could say
To turn back time and find a new way
To make me think that we’re okay
Even though we’re not.
I have ben moved by your poems, particularly “Even Though We’re Not” and will be following you.
Thank you so much for liking To Vid or Not to Vid on Paper, Mud and Me. Hope you left an opinion.
Thanks! That really means a lot to me. :]
Enjoyed reading all your poems – such great words and images! Keep up the good work, friend.
Amanda over at hillpen
Thank you so much for your kind words, that’s very inspiring! :]