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A Poem by Amber Smith

I close my eyes and I see your face,
Hear your voice,
Feel your touch.
I drink myself to sleep
And you are still in my dreams
Every meaningless action
Reminds me of how your
Body moved with such precision.
How can you be meant to
be with this person
This soul
But not be with that soul.
Every moment more bland,
Every day less flavorful.
Until you become numb
Completely and utterly,
Wonderfully,
Numb

© 2017 Amber Smith



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Some memories cannot be forgotten. In old age. The scars become honored memories. I understand this poem. I try often to drink beautiful places and memories away. Never worked. Thank you Amber for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Amber Smith

2 Months Ago

Thank you very much :) this was actually written while trying to drink the memories away. Happy to s.. read more
Coyote Poetry

2 Months Ago

I'm glad. I enjoyed this one and you are welcome Amber.



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Some memories cannot be forgotten. In old age. The scars become honored memories. I understand this poem. I try often to drink beautiful places and memories away. Never worked. Thank you Amber for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Amber Smith

2 Months Ago

Thank you very much :) this was actually written while trying to drink the memories away. Happy to s.. read more
Coyote Poetry

2 Months Ago

I'm glad. I enjoyed this one and you are welcome Amber.
This is beautiful and tragic at the same time. You really expressed the longing feeling and heartbreaking loss of a loved one.

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Amber Smith

5 Months Ago

Thank you!
I'm not stalking you, I promise...I just wanted to check out more of your writing because, oh my gosh, these have just been providing me with such inspiration for writing. Right from the get go it was beautiful "I close my eyes and I see your face, Hear your voice, Feel your touch." I hope you won't mind if I use that later on in my story for the heartbreak scenes because that was just such a powerful line. I will of course give you credit and link to this poem so that my readers know who the writer was that came up with it. I don't know what it is about this poem but it flows so nicely, and it's just so nice to read your works because you just seem to have this way with words that makes me want to read more. I know you posted this a little while ago, but I am glad I found it because it is not only extremely inspirational but the imagery was stunning, I could practically see every line as it played out in my head like a movie (it was like I was watching the narrator as her story unfolded) and I just really loved that about it.

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Amber Smith

5 Months Ago

Stalk away! This one is probably my most raw and emotional piece.
I'm glad you didn't title this.just reading it when all know what this is.heartbreak.

Posted 7 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Amber Smith

7 Months Ago

Thank you. Nothing felt right when I tried to name it.
Beautiful write. The beauty and tragedy of love. With it may come sublime bliss or ragging pain. And yet we take our chances.

Posted 7 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Amber Smith
Amber Smith

St. Petersburg, FL



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