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I wonder
what it is with her,
who you are when
you smile her way,
when your eyes
fall
on her body,
naked,
in your bed.
I wonder
if you think of me,
remember me,
when you are
with her.
do I still live
in your heart
when your heart
is with her?
- COMMENTS
Bill Dadaover 18 years agoDamn if I know, but I do know that we just can't stop ourselves at times. A very evocative write of those times.
TY,BD
rikaaimover 18 years agoI just simply don't have the words to say how much this poem strikes me. It is wonderful. There really are too many emotions going through me now to comment furter. I think that's the purest type of poetry, one that can move another so profoundly.
Belegonalmost 19 years ago...this did not resonate with me the way it does right now...
"I wonder
if you think of me,
remember me,"
Anonymousabout 19 years agoyour poems, SJ. These are the questions I want to ask and never can, never would get an answer if I did - I can totally identify, although my bitterness is less eloquent than yours. Terrific work! LJ
