As soon as I think of you
you are there
in every sip of cold coffee
I feel your warm breath
My arms ache to hold you
soon you reach out
from flowers in my vase
whispering hello
I pick a rose stem
brushing it with my lips
it blooms with your aroma
one of its kind
I hear a knocking
from within my beating heart
surely yours saying
I'm here sweetheart
like a flicker of a candle
you hold the light for me
while my heart is singing
never leave me alone
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pride brimming my eyes
restrain whelming tears
I salute her bedside photo
dressed in war fatigues
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Thanks for the read and
Thanks for the read and comment. I may clarify that "fatigue" here is in the context of uniforms soldiers wear to camouflage not as exhaustion
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I didn't say you don't know
I didn't say you don't know what Fatigues mean Lovedly...I just clarified its context in the poem
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Oh Dear Raj
*Applause* this is damn near perfect. Its a WOW. Loved it all my friend. This is inspiring stuff.
Kudos Raj..its so nice to be back.
Love J xxx
Thanks Jayne
for taking time and your good encouraging words.
warmly
Thanks Mark for the read and
Thanks Mark for the read and comment. Good to know you liked the poem and its titla.
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I nice twist at the end. adds
I nice twist at the end. adds power to the vivid imagery leading up to it.
Hi Greg
appreciate your time to read and comment...good to know you liked it..
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