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Without saying anything

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What you were,

what you embraced

and I discovered

 

When we were,

or so I thought,

overflowed my imagination

thinking I loved you

 

You could be the twilight in my dreams,

the breath of my words,

the taste of my mornings, 

everything I've longed for,

but you quickly forgot me

 

It's hard not to feel the imprint of your conquest,

just thinking of it makes me dream about you

 

You only spent a few hours by my side,

and without saying anything

you already left me

 

If I had imagined it,

I wouldn't be sailing

in this spate of disaster,

in which you left me

©Noris Roberts

 

Disenchantmentdisappointment

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victoriavautaw@gmail.com

Tue 21st Apr 2020 00:20

Heartbreak makes the best poetry. ?

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Don Matthews

Mon 20th Apr 2020 23:13

Very good....

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kimberly

Mon 20th Apr 2020 19:59

Those silent goodbyes... ?

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