A time for poetry

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

Oops!

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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