Shadow Writing
I think of you
quite often,
as I make it
though my days.
Your words are like
an overcoat
and your heartsong
simply stays.
I see you walking
‘cross my mind,
leaving footprints and
your scent.
You look back and
smile at me,
then I wonder where
you went.
I feel the tender warmth
of your skin
and inhale the sweetness
of your breath.
Your lips on mine could
make me swoon,
losing all
my fear of death.
I think of the unit
we once were,
that could face anything
like a team.
Now I must engage these
things alone,
you’re only an image
in a dream.
I think of you
quite often,
as a tear wells up
in my eye.
The past is the past,
‘tis a shame.
A note of remembrance
would mean so much
I ask now, would
you please comply.
Submitted for the All Stars challenge hosted by my Mate Cherry (imagination at work)
“please comply”
By AlwaysMyWords
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