Kyle Schlicher


Memories - Poem by Kyle Schlicher

the last tear
you
cannot wipe away
eventually
kisses
your lips.

do you ever
think of me
in these moments lost?

was my touch
so
easy
to forget?

or does it
linger
long
after
the lights are out?

raw
is
the
flesh wound
we
call
rejection.

we have our memories
to snuggle up
against
as
sleep eases
the mind
deep
into
the night.

the red rose
in the vase
on
the
nightstand
is
wilting.

(11-13-2015)

Topic(s) of this poem: hurting


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 14, 2015



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