questions with no answers

. . .in ensuing blackness,

ever miss me much?

Or think

to yourself;

if only?

While darkness

crept close,

dirt

piled

high, our final goodbyes were said;

could you hear weeping?

my breath caught

when we kissed, when you touched me. . .

I knew the erratic danse of

butterflies inside my middle;

wish this silence

didn't feel so heavy. . .

reminds me;

I am alone.

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Two Picture Prompts... by kiwigirljacks. 700 points, ended November 14, 2008, 10 entries
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mcfreeman
November 15, 2008
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you should not be alone...
kiwigirljacks
November 14, 2008

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The silence is often such a painful reminder that we are alone. A very sad and touching write for the picture. Excellently done.
Swan song
November 14, 2008
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Oh my this was touching in a big way. Well written beautifully sad!
LadyDementia
November 14, 2008

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Such sorrow lines the words here, yet it is a beautiful piece, rich in emotions and carries a haunting air to it. Superbly penned, good luck
princessleejwctlvr2
November 13, 2008

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This is well written mom!! You did a very truly lovely job describing this piece!! Its very very well portrayed!!!!