Blindsided Poem by Leigh Parham

Blindsided



At the tip of my tongue

Your name is never forgotten

I redirect my thoughts

But then I see your face

And all is lost

What I had planned

What I was going to do

Did I fall without knowing

Between the constant smile with deep laughter

To the crafty smarts

The worst part of it

Your not mine

Sunday, May 21, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: forgotten,laughter
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