The moon was full,
and we were new in love.
To be young was heaven,
and the very world belonged to us.
Time passed us, in its eternal arc,
night after night layering
patterning us in pleasure.
Ah, I remember it with pain,
so tender is the lost emotion.
Delilah, oh, Delilah, how long has it been?
Once I whispered you sweetest words,
when you were mine alone.
Your mouth, a heart-shaped rose,
once kissed me, with a deeper love than mortals know.
Now alone, the shadows gather around me,
the only witness to my black and heartbroken screams.
Pain digs my soul sharply,
I gasp for want of your light.
Living without you, though I know not how,
is but a torturous charade of existence.
I would never dare speak this grief aloud,
for it was I that drove you away.
Oh, Delilah, my Delilah, words cannot say.
I am sorry.
A contest entry
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Comments
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well that is a classy apology well done
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This is a really good wright, pain is tender loss of emotions I really liked this Thank you for sharing.
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Thanks for entering!
Okay, you seem to have a good grasp of where punctuation needs to be - brownie points for that.
To be honest, I'm a bit sick of full moons; they're somewhat cliched. Beautiful, granted, but cliched.
That being said, you paint a beautiful picture with your words. You have rich imagery, and a wide vocabulary in this poem as well.
Overall, this was an enjoyable read.
Thankyou so much for entering this piece, and I wish you the best of luck!!
Maria
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