the last time. #poetry

Posted on 13 February 2018 by what sandra thinks

girl.

when I close my eyes
I can see yours
and they remind me
of every moment
we spent together
and I wonder
if you know
how many hours
I have spent
remembering
the last night
I slept in your arms
the last time
your fingers
touched my cheek
the last time
your lips kissed mine
and the last time
we said goodbye

 


©2018 what sandra thinks

About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, sometimes blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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21 Responses to the last time. #poetry

  1. Mark Lanesbury says:
    13 February 2018 at 1:09 am

    Very beautiful Sandra, and I think very real 😀

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  2. Miriam says:
    13 February 2018 at 5:46 am

    Very romantic ❤️

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  3. Peter's pondering says:
    13 February 2018 at 9:42 am

    Perhaps yesterday’s ad will bring him back!

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  4. StoryGirl says:
    13 February 2018 at 9:50 am

    So beautiful! Really emotive x

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  5. Simon says:
    13 February 2018 at 10:58 am

    Your words have such feeling Sandra, how’s things?

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  7. Lennon Carlyle says:
    14 February 2018 at 5:34 am

    So beautiful……

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