A broken heart
In need of healing
a bed that's full of empty feeling
a cold that passes
through all things
a shimmer
as though of painted wings
all that is
will someday pass
and we'll all look back
through time's faded glass
In another time
another place
I'll see your smile
see your face
I'll hold your hand
so warm in mine
I'll be yours
And you'll be mine
Maybe
this wont fade to gray
And maybe this time
you might stay
If I am broken
you are healing
and this old heart
will be worth stealing
And if again
we say goodbye
this time
I wont even cry
For you I'll leave
without a word
No sound of sorrow
will be heard
I'll make this solemn promise
until my life is through
even when we aren't together
My heart will be with you
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I like you're first stanza it paves the way for the rest of the poem, there are some really good lines here presenting a gentleness- not quite sad, sort of resigned, an easy flow making thoroughly nice read.
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It's been a while since you've written something this long. I'm glad to see you got the spark back.
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