As all the fishermen left in dark morning

 

I woke up with you

dying

far away

 

 

but the house still breathes a home

 

 

I looked over

to your side

of the bed

 

 

but all mirrors are empty

 

 

only the roots

move


your name

 

now






Poetry by Emelén The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2006-08-22 at 13:42

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lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
this poem is so deep and yet so powerful

the poignancy of the first stanza

second and third lines

I woke up with you thinking of you and died a thousand times in each second of the days I am not with you

well done rgds mike
2006-08-22