Debra A.G. Hawley Poems

In that summer of loving you
I was free
All things were possible
And I believed them all
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My heart cries out for you
with silent voice
in those moments lost somewhere
between dreams and waking.
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Today she wakes up
hair in disarray
sad eyes looking out the window
from her bed
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I wanted a simple life with him.
Barefoot,
nights under the stars,
watching,
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I lie alone beneath an open window.
Warm breezes and melanchony
swirl around me.
A rush of bittersweet memories
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The wind touches soft
Upon my neck
Like a lovers breath.
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