I will sit here tonight and drink too much
and hope that it will help me forget
the softness of your kisses as they
were laid gently on my shoulder, when
the late of night was still young.
I will once again remember the loss that was
your touch when the ice clatters on the inside
of the glass that I am holding.
Tonight is a night like we would have spoke
of promises that were fulfilled yesterday,
and embraces that fell short of things
we needed tonight.
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"I will once again remember the loss that was
your touch when the ice clatters on the inside
of the glass that I am holding."
WOW!!! very DEEP wording, deep double meaning. very nice write.
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very thought provoking - well done
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this hurt me. the last stanza hurt me the most. we are so delicate, people i mean. the way things affect us change us.
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Those last lines are beautiful and beautifully sad, Scott...a night of deep thought, deeper than the whiskey glass...
I seldom drink when I feel like this... i just cry, lolol... "clattering tears", so to speak. Hey...and what is it with you writing all these melancholic poems lately....? But then, we all have these nights (and mornings), don't we?
~ Nicolette
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"Tonight is a night like we would have spoke
of promises that were fulfilled yesterday,
and embraces that fell short of things
we needed tonight."
Sighhh...Melancholic & lovely, my Friend. I'm havin' computer issues at home. I'll be back as soon as I can. Hope all is well with you, Scribe. Beautifully penned, as always. "Oisin's Heart"...sounds like a good title for a book, Sweetie. Perhaps you should consider doing one. Your readers would be thrilled, I know. 
Wanda
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"Tonight is a night like we would have spoke
of promises that were fulfilled yesterday,
and embraces that fell short of things
we needed tonight"
Sighs..A very sad yet very beautiful write..
I too know of these nights...
Cheers...
Many blessings
~A~
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"Tonight is a night like we would have spoke
of promises that were fulfilled yesterday,
and embraces that fell short of things
we needed tonight."
oh, I know these tonights. I have had a few of these ones. Your last lines are so powerful, the whole poem, it lingers in the sadness & memories that love can bring us.
This is beautiful, moving, gentle, sad,...I love your poetic voice.
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A night of deep contemplation. With a friend who always seems to understand our pain and sorrow.
Love the title...and the use of this lonely sound {some of us have heard way too many times} brings a feeling of sad reality to this wonderful poem.
Cheers...
Blessings~
Az
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