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01/09/2015
by Uriel TovarHow distant we’ve become
Straightening out from our
Gnarled youth
Reaching out into the direction
That suited us most
I’ve become light rested in the clouds
Washed in the rain
While you always slept
In the shadows
How distant we’ve become.
01/09/2015 Posted on 01/10/2015
Copyright © 2024 Uriel Tovar
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Leonard M Hawkes on 01/11/15 at 06:23 AM Ah, that "growth" from youth -- very nice. |
| Posted by Felicia Aguilar on 11/10/15 at 08:30 PM Oh, how I know this feeling too well lately...all I can say is you captured the pain of distancing from someone beautifully. |
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