Woman... since time immortal
she is and always will be... she
who remembers the words
that touch the soul within..
.
words that tell the many sides
man will never see
except in imagined poetry
they are dreams i don't remember
they pass as deia vu moments
I know those moments
where the shadows
are your lover
they hold you like the wind
that carries the whispers of flowers
are they not of
of love so silent as the words in the mind
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John Hansen from Gondwana Land on October 04, 2020:
Beautiful and true words. It has been quite awhile since I read your fine poetry. Welcome back.
