Long goodbyes on summer afternoons
Linger like wet circles on a bar room table,
Warm and sticky, like sweet lip gloss.
Eyes gazy dreamly into eyes dark with
Inner love, as gentle touch of finger drifts
Across bare skin brown with summer sun.
Slow touch is loss as gentle embrace drifts
Apart on a sea of summer memories.
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Long Goodbyes
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taliesin_the_poet
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Good one - as far as it goes.
I like the feelings of tenderness - especially the warm and sticky, the imagery of lingering and so on. But you could have probed the sadness of goodbye, perhaps, brought out the pathos. Or maybe I, the intense dreamer, am a little odd in feeling it so strongly? In which case, who am I to judge?
I like the feelings of tenderness - especially the warm and sticky, the imagery of lingering and so on. But you could have probed the sadness of goodbye, perhaps, brought out the pathos. Or maybe I, the intense dreamer, am a little odd in feeling it so strongly? In which case, who am I to judge?
There are no grey skies - only clouds with silver linings