ophelinhap

Literature, poetry, lots of books and just some stuff I write

found you

A tale of something found, only to be lost.

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found you

in the middle of my days

where there was nothing to be found

anymore_

 

touched you

in the middle of my thoughts

_ever so far ever so close

 

felt you

in the middle of my doubts

amongst agony and fears

the ecstasy of a kind of hope

a somniloquy

 

lost you

like all things lost

_hybris, distraction, timing,

lost trains, alignments of planets

clashes of meteorites

a spasm in the heart

a crash

 

intermission

curtain goes down

nobody bows

 

 

_only silence.

 

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This entry was posted on February 29, 2016 by in Poetry and tagged , , .
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