Without saying anything
What you were,
what you embraced
and I discovered
When we were,
or so I thought,
overflowed my imagination
thinking I loved you
You could be the twilight in my dreams,
the breath of my words,
the taste of my mornings,
everything I've longed for,
but you quickly forgot me
It's hard not to feel the imprint of your conquest,
just thinking of it makes me dream about you
You only spent a few hours by my side,
and without saying anything
you already left me
If I had imagined it,
I wouldn't be sailing
in this spate of disaster,
in which you left me
©Noris Roberts
victoriavautaw@gmail.com
Tue 21st Apr 2020 00:20
Heartbreak makes the best poetry. ?