my fingers trace the
cold emptiness of the bed
my words in your heart
Thank you, Rini. Sometimes mistakes lead to loneliness, and loneliness can teach us how to love better. :)
Words of love beautifully expressed with your loving words in that special place.
Thanks for reading, Lyn! And for your kind words. Be blessed, my friend!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A clear picture, Neal, and a reminder of how things like the cold unoccupied sheet—inanimate by themselves—can hold such poignancy. -Glen