Into the undergrowth

I wonder, from time to time,
Day to day, what my creative streak
Would be like without you as my dear muse.

Do you even know how high
You sit upon the pedestal on which
I have placed you within my heart and thoughts?

I guess you never will but

Is it meant to be? Is this how our

Beaten path ends? Fading with time into nothing?

I hope when they uncover

The corpses of our love they'll find,

That my hand, will still be resting in yours.

Author notes

Prompt - Detached from the heart

A contest entry

Quickie....pif... by luna-midnight. 801 points, ended February 7, 2009, 9 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest

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Puked Up Pixie
February 17, 2009
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god damn phil you never cease to amaze me
Gigglegasm
February 15, 2009
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Salt Therapy
February 8, 2009
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exceptionally beautiful. I love this so much I could cry.
luna-midnight
February 7, 2009

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aw wow, this is very powerful. and seems devotional, im sure whoever you love will love you as much back thanks for entering, and good luck
Stephanie ♥
Shari-Lei
February 7, 2009

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"Fading with time into nothing"
How sad. This piece made me think of all we can lose, and still hope for the best
Jeremy0826
February 7, 2009

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Such a wonderful thought that you have penned here. Well done and good luck to you with this one!

Jeremy0826