She is gone…
swiftly, silently,
like the fading light
Settling into
my memory
like a thousand yesterdays
Taking what I
would never give,
leaving only heartache
Crossing love’s
forbidden line
—never to return
(Dreamsleep: May, 2022)
Memory Lost
The narrow hall of mourning
pathway to my grief
Darkened by each memory lost
—there in stark relief
(Dreamsleep: May, 2022)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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I am sorry. I love your writing keep it up
Thanks so much.
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