By Ms.Johnee on April 6, 2009
She pulled herself out of the water, nails digging into the soggy riverbank, choking on weeds and coughing up the muck from the riverbed. She lay still for a while, long wet tendrils of her dark hair straggling across her face, her fingers embedded into the moss and leaves beneath her. Her jeans, heavy with [...]
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By tom on June 16, 2008
As you fell into my arms
A perfect fit
The feeling, felt so right
We gazed into each others eyes
We knew it
As we grasped each other
And held so tight.
The pounding of our hearts
Beating to the melody
Of Sinatra crooning
“I’ll never smile again.”
The smile was there
For fifty six years
Suddenly the music stopped,
You left
Called home.
Now
I’m all alone.
Awaiting my call
Beaconing me home.
Tom [...]
Posted in Death Poems, Funeral Poems, In Loving Memory Poems, Love Poems, Poems of Bereavement, Romantic Poems, Short Love Poems, Short Poems | Tagged alone, dancing, Dancing With A Dream, Death Poems, dream, Dream Dancing, Ears, eyes, feeling, Funeral Poems, heart, Hearts, In Loving Memory Poems, melody, Music, Perfect Fit, sin, Sinatra, Six Years, smile
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