i once again find myself
to be lovelorn
lovesick,
and foolishly so,
when it comes to you
with a heart too prone
to pining for its own good,
i dream of donning a silk gown
and sharing a dance with you
let me long,
and ache,
and wish,
just a little longer
maybe you could have
loved me once,
in the way that i desired,
but that’s not in the cards
i find myself holding this time
and there’s no tricks
up my sleeve, no clever
metaphors like crashing my
ship upon the rocks of this
longing again and again
just watching the dappled
light from rising sun casting
its warming rays across the back
of a chair with two hats resting
on either side
and maybe that’s enough,
maybe it has to be
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Author:
Boaz Priestly (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Love
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Comments1
This poem exudes a profound sense of yearning and acceptance. It speaks to the universal human experience of unrequited love and the bittersweet emotions that come with it. The juxtaposition of deep longing with the acceptance of reality is both heart-wrenching and beautifully resonant. The imagery, especially the closing visual of the two hats resting side by side in the morning light, evokes a gentle sense of what could have been, yet also a recognition of the simple, tangible moments that do exist. It's a poignant reminder of how love, in all its forms and complexities, is woven into the fabric of our lives.
What high praise!
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