Sunday, January 9, 2011

The Visit

I awoke to his touch on my face
a whisper of love

that melted away with my tears
on his empty pillow

I sleep, I dream, I wait
for him to come again

3 comments:

  1. want to say something, but don't know what! reminds me of a series I wrote around an 'empty space'

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  2. Now that's a coincidence, EMM. I published a poetry chapbook in 2008 called, Empty Spaces.

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