Past Midnight.

by John Lock   Sep 12, 2015


Through the open window
The night breeze, urgent now
Persuading
The lace curtains
To join the dance
~
She turns again
Blends the ticking clock
With the drip of a distant tap
Until the uneven beat
Fits the discords of memories
~
She reaches out
Fingers the empty pillow
Recalls a tangle of hair
The remembered face softened
By half light
~
Where do you rest tonight
My walk away darling
Does she trace the love lines?
Down, down as I once did
Tell me lover
~
Into the small hours
Known well to the lonely
Passing headlights
Chase bedroom shadows
As she closes her eyes
and swallows the pain

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  • 3 years ago

    by Mimi

    I love the careful choice of words you used to convey your emotions and message

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