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Lost...
January 8, 2012
I’m lost,
Worried our memories will be destroyed,
Missing him,
Empty,
Cold,
He’s reduced to just descriptions,
To just his past,
His parents’ profession,
The colour of his eyes,
Robbed,
Does he feel the same?
What are the chances we’ll meet again?
His lips on mine,
Never planned,
Just always worked,
Lost in the moment,
Counting minutes,
But what for?
Time has limits,
But no purpose anymore,
The moment’s lost,
And so am I.
© Elisabeth R., Elmont, NY
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This actually started out as a mind map of things I wanted to write about, but it turned into a poem.