I have seen the strong dark arms of the sea
wrapped around the slender waist of shy sunsets
And I have seen your sea shell feet
marking wet border of unfathomable sweet aches
with roars.....
I have heard the distant melody of
approaching mornings as your untamed
eyes look up suddenly
like feathered sweep across the blue.
The memory of a strange goodbye
drapes me slowly
in a ritual of pain.....
Whose goodbye was it....
Yours ?....or mine ?
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sometimes good byes are better than 'badbyes'... so never look back again after saying 'goodbye'.
ReplyDeleteBorrowing Richard Bach: "Don't be dismayed at good-byes. A farewell is necessary before we can meet again and meeting again, after moments or a lifetime, is certain for those who are friends..." :-)
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