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I miss the way your presence would curl around me like a morning mist. I miss the way I would dissect the tone of your voice and run my gaze over the softness of your facial features. I miss the memory of your words, fresh in my mind, able to replay over and over until they began to fade.
I hope you are standing before the most dazzling sunrise, absorbing a constellation of colours. I hope your fireplace is warm, the kindling infinite, and your heart content.
I hope I find the kind of happiness I might’ve discovered in you, had the world rotated slightly differently.
About the Creator
Poppy
poetry in progress
Comments (8)
The longing for a lost love is palpable in this piece Poppy! Beautiful work here!
Beautiful
This is beautiful. I like the feeling of love lost, but still there, and the sense of hope..well done.
Beautiful. I hope all this is as you hope.
This poem is so touching and beautifully expresses both longing and hope. It’s truly captivating...
Oh this is so beautiful - had the rotation been different .. so wonderful 😍
This one was soooo emotional for me! I freaking loved it!
Delightful… oh for an alternate reality 😉.