Monday, July 13, 2020

Bad Poetry Monday

In Amber
by [REDACTED]

Last night I think I saw your face
Reflected in the mirror as I brushed my teeth
It was just a glance
And when I turned to look
You weren't there.
You never were, of course.
I only always bring you with me in my mind.
You are there to surprise me when
I stub my toe
Or I lay down to sleep
My body calls out
But you cannot answer.
I long to see your face as I remember it.

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