and poetry can not capture
thoughts and feelings from long ago
when you held me enraptured
tossing and turning I do not rest
trying to avoid this faceless apparition
the body is there and the features appear
bringing the dream to fruition
hurry sun and rise, shine through these blinds
so once more, it will all disappear
let coffee clear my head, erasing this dread
that reminds me that you are not here
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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