Poetheart Morgan

Rookie - 303 Points (05/23/1960 / Rio de Janeiro)

I gaze you into your eyes and you lie to me!


Just a brown glove
what was left of her memory

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aft er all lies to me

like a curse that you put on me

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there was a woman in leather gloves
delicate hands and thin
blue dress in tulle
sewn by their own hands
a brown Chanel purse
distinction of a chic person
the girl next swirled dress
embroidered bag and satin shoes
how to follow her silhouette
and charm

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I remember when i ask

Why airport?

you smiled to me

bitter smile

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you take my hands

was like were going to the movie

no one single drop or regret in your face

just a smile

hard to me to decipher in that age

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was no easy to me
Santos Dumont Airport
Rio de Janeiro
a taxi please!

Alone!

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But the fact is or was

i gazed into your eyes

and you lie to me

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Now i have your fashion gloves

for a tiny hands

from a elegant woman

is what remains

and a wound on my heart

but with charm of course!

Submitted: Friday, September 27, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 30, 2013

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  • Rookie - 913 Points Susan Lacovara (10/13/2013 5:41:00 PM)

    Stirring poem, that saddens the heart a bit...I find it a little haunting...but written very well. I invite you to read my work, as I am new to this forum and welcome your comments. Always pleased to find new friends to share writings with. PEACE (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 807 Points Thomas A Robinson (9/29/2013 3:42:00 AM)

    Must have flown away to France. That is why it was a good reason to speak french.
    After all lies do fly away. Leaving someone holding a brown bag full of sad memories and little gloves. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,588 Points Sallam Yassin (9/28/2013 4:30:00 PM)

    deceived that age of our youth
    in our dreams
    although we became mature in our driven motion of our duds (Report) Reply

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