You led me by hand
Into the night
Blindfolded
Smiling
Bare-boned
You told me to stay
"be right back"
And there I stood
Waiting
Smiling
So excited to see
As a chill
Swept across my neck
I waited
You called out
"I'm coming"
I stayed
Uncertain
I drew in the sand
My name and then yours
I believed in your presence
Claiming the smile
That is mine
Chilled
I grabbed my sweater
And drew it close
I returned to the sand
But when I looked up
Days, months had passed
You never came back
You left the truth exposed
i love poetry...and its great power to heal the heart
ReplyDeleteThere is a beauty in each tear that is shed... it is that beauty that returns us to healing. Thank you for your words.
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