A Fragment

 

A Fragment

 

In the extremity of your blackness

There was a temper that was just and fair

It took me a while to see it, but when I did

I thought I saw inside your soul

As I patrolled you ever closer

You became weary of my studying eyes

And so you cast me adrift

Into a sea of despair

I never did quite recover with my gaping wound

And I wish I had taken a fragment of you

An imprint

An impression

Something durable

A more permanent reminder of what I had

I would cherish that

 

A lock of your hair

Dry, treated and black

The scent of your skin

Sweet and light

The arch of your foot

Feminine and high

The mid of your waist

 small and well crafted

The mood you were in

Any colour of the rainbow

The shape of your breasts

Curvaceous and soft

The thoughts in your mind

Unknown

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[spiritwind]

This was very well done
Especially liked the second stanza--original and fresh.

[Pencrafter]

Your poem is well-written and obviously springs from deep thought. Actually, it reminds me of the need many people have to take photographs of everyone. A photo or video of a loved one doing something is akin to keeping a lock of hair or dried flowers from that special outing. It's an enjoyable poem.

[smurfett]

Beautiful write poet. I was longing for the same in what I use to have as I read it.

[Hester Vane]

A very interesting piece. The struggle between two people is portrayed excellently! Great Job

[gombeggar]

i like this very much...i have thoughts like this about someone gone from me now...i especially like the yoyr last 2 lines

[leighgreen]

Thank-you,a common theme perhaps

[JenniferMarie]

Well done and heartfelt.

[leighgreen]

Thanks -

[MOON]

Poignant, love the imagery the last line line heartfelt.

[leighgreen]

It was, thanks

[Junger]

I enjoyed this piece of literature and with strong emotion it contains

[leighgreen]

Thanks

[Dayran]

A faint reminder of the relations of psyche and eros....brought into experience in these days of the living legends. Nice write!

[leighgreen]

Thank-you

[Robbie]

The despair was felt... every fragment seared into the heart, forever a reminder of the sad memory of that love... The wounded heart is well expressed. Nice write!

[leighgreen]

Glad you could see what I was trying to relate