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A Brief Affair With The Snow
by Elizabeth SeagoThe sweet taste of your
Soothing lips
Flirts with the bitterness of these
Goodbye tears and
I was never all too fond of
The bittersweet.
The smell of your cologne still lingers on the
Shirt I'll sleep in tonight and I
Envy your strength in times like these.
I curse you for it, but I always do my best to
Give you what you need.
So I stifle my tears
For our final embrace
And brace myself for the
Breakdown that you can't
Bear to help me face.
My beautiful Burmese lover,
As the plane departs it
Finally hits that I'm really leaving you.
They won't let me out midair,
And I can't keep running away/to
My problems anymore, right?
I wish you'd quit pointing out our differences
And hold me like at some point you cared.
...And weren't afraid to feel it. 02/29/2008 Posted on 03/01/2008
Copyright © 2025 Elizabeth Seago
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 03/01/08 at 03:33 AM If they are, it's their loss. This was beautiful. |
| Posted by Steven Kenworthy on 03/01/08 at 06:08 AM sounds like a deep bruise on paper. well written and forward as typical seago goes...this poem makes me sad, but getting an honest emotion is always a good sign. the bittersweet is torturous is it not? love is more than a battlefield...it's an entire war. |
| Posted by Jared Fladeland on 03/03/08 at 02:30 PM the last two stanzas were gorgeous |
| Posted by Kimberly Bare on 04/21/08 at 01:04 AM simply beautiful...and i love the title... |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 07/06/11 at 01:41 PM a lovely ode. as lovely and as refreshing as snow is, I am certain the it will never recover from this brief affair with the summer of our discontent. |
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