As we start
This endless task
Exhausting results
We’ll get
At long last
We’ll depart
And again
Will look forward not
To finishing
But achieving the encounter
As if nothing actually
Had happened
Between you and I
Everything deleted
By the wind gusts
The wasted time
If only this
Had never ever occurred
At least we’d have
The memory of a job
Well done
But your feet
Have walked
Such long distances
So far away from mine
You got mad
I became crazy
If you ever
Get to touch
The feeling again
Will you let me know?
If I stop remembering
Will you let myself grow?
___________________________________________________________________
© Dulce
8 comments:
Dulce, hopefully you had a good day.
I have to wonder--who is/WAS this lucky guy who disturbed you so greatly...maybe if he lost you, he is not so lucky after all?
PEACE in all your thoughts.
and may you have LOVE, too!
Good poem but back to the deep sadness.
Go ahead let yourself grow.
Oh Dulce, you little rat! I have that very same picture in my files just waiting for the right poem for it to go with, but you beat me to it! ;-)
Some people touch us on such a profound level that it is a little maddening to have to let them go. Like losing part of one's self.
i love the last few lines... great writing!
If you check back to the Fortress we have awarded you an award. You can have either one or both.
Remember the rules.
As to the drawing I have no control. Luck is a weird thing. The person drawn today had almost no entry slips. Weird.
No experience is a waste.
Grow, dear Dulce, grow...
Grow, grow, grow and may it be in the most beautiful way.
Wishing you joy and love, always.
Take care, dear Dulce!
Oh, as always, good poem!
Margie:)
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