A picture in my mind,
Of you begins to fade away,
Upon my thoughts and my dismay,
With just a glimpse I can portray,
That maybe some other day,
that’s not so glom and gray,
That in my mind your portrait will stay.
The rain drops fall from off my face,
Delicately as is lace,
As I leave with out a trace,
And still I can not escape,
And still I can not replace,
My portrait of your face.
And as the time goes by,
I hope that I can rely,
On meeting you in the streets,
And your picture can replete.
And then we stand so close,
And you show a single rose.
Now I can smell your sweet scent,
And I can no longer lament.
Your lips brush softly across mine,
As you are so divine.
Then, again, you disappeared,
Leaving me alone my dear,
But I only shed one tear
For now I know your embrace,
And still I see a portrait of your face.
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Reviews of "Portrait"
Reviewed by Shawn
Reviewed on August 16, 2002
This is an amazing piece of art, I have felt exactly what you're talking about before. Stunned, I am...good, you are.
Reviewed by katie moran
Reviewed on August 16, 2002
great job another masterpeice! you will one day be a great poet
Reviewed by Gumby Pokey (Reader)
Reviewed on August 7, 2002
lovely imagery your words are felt deeply
great write
My memory of Elias is intimate but brief; I asked him, "what happened, where are you taking me, who are you? Tell me!"
In a calm voice; "Sara hush, you died.
Cherry doesn't know him from Adam, so is he real or is he fake?
Cherry and Adam are lonely in their new, separate worlds and hook up on social media, but that's when their problems start
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great write