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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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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