Romantic Scribbles. (I)

by GB   Jul 22, 2016

Romantic Scribbles.

I need not dried rose
thrown in the back of the memory,
nor bleeding prints your footsteps
left upon my heart,

to recall days with you.

Sometime those ache-saturated kisses
sting my senses mercilessly...
Forcing time to cease,
forcing the flesh to embrace your gone wind.

With eyes wide shut
I thought eternity engraved our names,
thought the universe would never mourn
your departure...

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  • 3 years ago

    by Em

    Just so beautiful yet sad. The imagery you portray is wonderful.


  • 3 years ago

    by Brenda

    Awwwww this is so beautiful! So, so sad and the visuals you put forth of mourning your lost love, just amazing! Well done!