I wake in pained confusion more dreams so it seems you were here once more by my side a momentary belief root cause grief I rise still somewhat shaken you again appear wide eyes clear it has been so long since you left heart still aching love forsaking should have started recovery at least know its wrong love still strong need my head in gear for work to do help someone seeks in your voice speaks manage a whole ten minutes without a thought thats so good future clear as mud you've said you'll never be back feeling too blue to believe its true I drive home only to see your car your shade of yellow only driver a fellow I sit to eat my meal your face before me vision never real heart never heal try to forget in front of TV you're not there just empty chair the days end, by far the worst for me not by my side once again cried I wake in pained confusion new day start for broken heart
Unique description of a love ended. Wonderful expressive write. Dont you just hate that lonely feeling when love ends though!
((((((Hugs and great work))))))
Ch'erie
Reviewed by Emilie Dybevik
Reviewed on July 10, 2003
blown and exhaled.....ooops :) Quick fingers...please excuse me...
Reviewed by T. Emilie Dybevik (Reader)
Reviewed on July 10, 2003
Sounds like she puffed the last drag of her cigarette, inhaled with pleasure slowly, bexhaled it in your face taking her time, threw it on the ground, stomped and KEPT twisting her ankle after it was out. OUCH!
Again, emotion displayed brilliantly. Insight like this is rare. ~applause~
It's brilliant to see you writing again, David, my Celtic friend ;) Thank you for all you've done for me with your encouragement and all. This poem is only one of many to stand out amongst the crowded poetry. Marvelous!
Shirine McVey discovers that twenty years of her life have elapsed since she went to sleep in a hotel room in El Paso, Texas. And worse, she is married to a man she doesn't know.
Love is universal and not limited to the most perfect among us. In this collection of romantic short stories and poetry, love comes to those who are decidedly imperfect, who possess very real human flaws, scars, and challenges. Awaiting us as we are.
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((((((Hugs and great work))))))
Ch'erie
blown and exhaled.....ooops :) Quick fingers...please excuse me...
Sounds like she puffed the last drag of her cigarette, inhaled with pleasure slowly, bexhaled it in your face taking her time, threw it on the ground, stomped and KEPT twisting her ankle after it was out. OUCH!
Again, emotion displayed brilliantly. Insight like this is rare. ~applause~
Thanks,
Emilie
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