RavenQuill
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Here is a poem from my book Under Construction, published 2005. Just sharing, but comments and critiques are always welcome.
I Think Of You
I walk through the annals in the caves of my mind,
As a breeze flicks a tuft of my hair.
It smells of the memories I've gone there to find,
Those I tenderly stored away there.
I wander the halls where those memories were left,
And the breeze whispers into my ear.
It beckons me deeper 'mid cavern and cleft
Where it dances the echoes I hear.
I search through the chambers 'mid cobwebs and dust,
As my longing incites me to do.
And I peer 'neath the layers of loving and lust,
Then I smile for there, I find you.
I flip through the pages where months become years,
And relish the days I replay.
Then tenderly refile the laughter and tears
For the next time that I pass this way.
I Think Of You
I walk through the annals in the caves of my mind,
As a breeze flicks a tuft of my hair.
It smells of the memories I've gone there to find,
Those I tenderly stored away there.
I wander the halls where those memories were left,
And the breeze whispers into my ear.
It beckons me deeper 'mid cavern and cleft
Where it dances the echoes I hear.
I search through the chambers 'mid cobwebs and dust,
As my longing incites me to do.
And I peer 'neath the layers of loving and lust,
Then I smile for there, I find you.
I flip through the pages where months become years,
And relish the days I replay.
Then tenderly refile the laughter and tears
For the next time that I pass this way.