Monday, 28 February 2011

A time for poetry

I do recall promising poetry on these pages, yes?  (Wrote this one when I was almost 20.)


I was sure I saw it in your eyes
Heard it in your laughs
Saw it in your smiles
Couldn't have mistaken it
For anything but love.
Was so very sure of it
Could have put my life on it
It was pure and free and just enough.

Your actions were bilingual
For your words were very few.
You didn't say what I wanted to hear
But, I knew you had it in you.

Now, you have come and touched and gone
And your impression was deep.
The prints, erased
But the scars remain.
And tears fall incessantly
Like spring rain.

And I may just fall for you again
...I know me.

- Dnafcnatgada

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