Eric Cockrell

Loving, Burnt... - Poem by Eric Cockrell

loving, burnt...
touch of scent
left on the pillow

where you laid,
the turning whisper
of the kiss betrayed,

left by the doorstep
wrapped in brown paper.
the small hint of dampness,

be it passion, or tear...
the sudden longing intense,
as if the world stopped turning...

loving, burnt...

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 7, 2011

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