I can not forget.

[popsadie]

I can not forget.


Faced with the lover with spotlight eyes and a grasp so firm that I must tear myself out;
I find myself feeling more like Gomer than Solomon's dark browed beauty.

My lover is so true, so shining.

I weep at his feet with scratched knees and bleeding hands,
bearing the wounds of my infidelity. I can scarcely bring myself to look at his heart,

Much less his blazing blue eyes.

Still, remnants of his words remain lodged in my chest-
Whispers that say that I am his.

I can not forget those promises.

I can not forget the afternoons when my lover and I walked through the fields
with shards of sunlight in our eyes,

And held each others hand.

Those days are real; I tell the tear stroked ground.
I am my beloveds and he is mine.

Oh Lord, don't leave me now.

Do not let me tear my lowly eyes from your beautiful feet.
Oh now Lord...I come.

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Sorry no one commented yet, this is really nice though

[Marien]

I do like this one, there's an air of mystery and vagueness I really appreciate. Keep on writing!