Rage against the fading light as the sun dips down
the rush of cold accross our skin
watching shadows play
accross the city
I reach for your hand
but no one is there
I never found you
I turn from the glow and walk away
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Very touching FB - good to see some poetry again
ReplyDeleteVery sad. :(
ReplyDeleteit's rubbish but thanks
ReplyDeleteIt feels cold and lonely, you made your point, so it isnt rubbish.
ReplyDeleteSo there.
;-)