Windblown

I had barely touched your face, 

When the wind blew you away. 

Your beauty, nothing but a memory

Passing through my fingertips 

As I tried to keep grasp,

But couldn't. 

In my mind you kept turning backwards, 

Like clocks winding counterclockwise

Going back to that place where you existed.

You were a scent I tried to chase, 

But all that's left were traces-

Too scattered and erased, 

To be found. 

 

But in this cold September night, 

I dream of you. 

When two Autumns have passed, 

And the winds had blown you far, 

Still it's you that I long for. 

Reviews

[wordman]

the winds of time blowing memories of you through my mind

[Carissa Marie]

Thanks for reading

[AshGrey]

It's a sweet poem. The imagery you created with the words. Just beautiful. (And wish me luck. I'm going through the same situation. But I can't let go.)

[Carissa Marie]

Goodluck! Thanks for reading. :)

[alifeacoustic]

Beautiful. Still what you dream and long for after all this time. Beautiful images created in your words. "Your beauty, nothing but a memory" Trying to grasp something that is like smoke, a wish, a hope. Wonderfully written Carissa, superb.

[Carissa Marie]

Thanks for reading. :)

[VALORMORE DE PLUME]

I like this. it is touching and beautiful.

[Carissa Marie]

Thank you. :)