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Glimpses
by Alisa Jsthe silence of your kiss
brushes against my tenderness,
with a sensual twist
among these misty tradewinds
as I stand here,
ten floors above
the roar down below ...
I am all at once
where I found myself years ago,
on that mid-summer's eve
our lips met without warning
quite unexpectedly,
as I gazed past tomorrow
and died deep inside,
how could this perfection be captured again?
this moment I'll keep
and treasure quietly,
on days like today
whenever I catch myself
staring beyond that great partition,
of what could have been
but not meant to be ... 03/10/2007 Posted on 03/11/2007
Copyright © 2024 Alisa Js
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 03/11/07 at 04:44 AM Beautiful. |
| Posted by Jeffrey Parren on 03/11/07 at 06:27 AM I really enjoyed this. It kinda made it okay to remember small tidbits of the past and without any regret, remorse, or the thought that something was missed. Sometimes it is nice to just appreciate something and someone happening because it made you who you are today. ~JPP |
| Posted by Rhonda Maneki on 03/11/07 at 06:31 AM This is really lovely Alisa - so soft, tender and real. (((hugs))) bootiful... |
| Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 03/11/07 at 07:59 AM i, too, remember a kiss and all it's devastingly interesting consequences...it warms both my soul and my cheeks. beautifully written, my dear. |
| Posted by Kyle Anne Kish on 03/11/07 at 02:15 PM " ... quite unexpectedly, as I gazed past tomorrow and died deep inside, ..." ... such perfection in these lines, Alisa. You've taken a moment in time and made it more than a brief time of importance. It is embedded to relive on rainy days, gloomy days and even perfect days in your life. Beautiful read. |
| Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 03/11/07 at 11:30 PM No-one knows what the future holds but it could always be downhill from the first kiss lol... great write |
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