Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Truth
Seen in eyes promising at night
and in passion of the moment
but gone like darkness in light
when morning awakes and eyes refocus
Heard in a lover's dulcet song
and a friend's solemn promise
but gone as time leaps on
and ears fall deaf while hearts dismiss
Felt in the tightest embrace
and the lightest fingertip trail
but gone when love needs more space
and hands let go while arms fail
©2008 Fenny
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Comments
the fact that this is as true as it is ... makes my heart cry out... it is unfair.....
Posted by: paisley | Thursday, March 20, 2008
ya, it's true. still the search for it never ends...
Posted by: arasubalraj | Thursday, March 20, 2008
The contrast is portrayed quite effectively in this piece. There is a desperation and frustrated sadness ringing throughout.
Posted by: Scott | Thursday, March 20, 2008
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