Baggage

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Hope arrived unexpectedly
disembarked at my front door
suitcase in hand, gleam in her eye,
mischievous smile upon her lips.

She slipped past me at the threshold,
captured my attention with casual contact,
cast a come hither look over her shoulder
as she slinked up the stairway.

Upon my bed, she flung her luggage
opened wide, for me to see the memories
she had brought with her; subtle silks,
sexy satins, gaudy scarves to capture me.

I tumbled to her intentions, allowed myself
to become enrapt, (ahh, no I was more
than willing), a prisoner of my past grasping
for a future to hold on to.

I was bound by her initiative, strapped
down, made to see a life from her perspective,
riding hard and high upon passion's crest,
overflowing with waves of contentment

only to awaken, find Hope had dismounted,
packed her bag with all and sundry,
moved on to the next lost soul
leaving me tied to the present.

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tazz317tazz317almost 12 years ago
GOT YA AGAIN

and every time is E Z R, TK U MLJ LV NV

LeBrozLeBrozabout 17 years ago
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This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 34,000 poems.

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duddle146duddle146about 17 years ago
chance encounter

A trifling woman I just can't stand ~ they'll wreck the heart of any good man...

LeBrozLeBrozabout 17 years ago
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Nice metaphorical write ~ or is it? What about that mess you made?

AnonymousAnonymousover 17 years ago
sinking

into the moment of separation...feels defeating and lonely....you penned it with style..blue

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