Poem Hunter
** Breakups
DD (01/29/85 / Utica, NY)

** Breakups

We wake up slowly,
shaded by romance.
she looks like a film,
that I am lucky to attend.

I look at her softly,
My hands warmth as touch,
And like a masseuse without training
I trace her neck line crest.

Her eyes catch mine for a moment
And in them I hear acceptance,
Two of a kind
Or one and one
We make a pair together.

Nothing new or special,
Or out of the ordinary.
And I’m sure I forgot the moment
As quickly as it came.

To wake up slowly,
Next to beauty
Is now much harder
To forget.

Copyright (c) David DeSantis

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Comments (13)

Wow... Your expression of your innermost feelings is amazing. Most people could not put emotion to words in the way you have done here.
So beautiful, wistful and full of the sentiments of your heart. Love it. HG: -) xx
Woe real sweet and gentle its as if i'm there! ! ! !
The gentle, reflective tone captures the poignant beauty of this lost love...a detailed and delicately penned poem in which the words are clearly weighted with a sense of inevitable regret. j x
The last stanza lines break the reader heart...love, once a flowering spring, now a raining winter, wet in these soaring lines...poignant write, David 10
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