Boomerang Love

She left me
Like the last leaf
On a dormant tree
Plucked off by
A randy wind
Whose promises
Blew away
Just as easily

She left behind
Random hairs
A favoured lipstick
And a faint scent
Framed memories
Of her and I
Wrapped in vestiges
Of finicky love

A phone call
Late in the evening
On a distorted line
She chats idly
I wait for her
To ask for help
But she can’t
So she hangs up

The wind blows
She’s at my door
Crying shallow tears
But she knows
I will let her in
I won’t ignore her
She knows
I can’t help it

We stumble
Against each other
Far too often
To easily let go
Once and for all
She will go again
And I will wait
Such is this love’s fate

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Reply #1 Top
Such is this love’s fate


Ain't it though?

(Another good one, Maso)
Reply #2 Top
Heya Roy,

This, like most of what I write, is semi-autobiographical and the remains of regrets shedded.

Glad you liked it my dear friend.
Reply #3 Top
The flavor of my life has been bittersweet. This hit me right in the soul.

Great writing especially...

She left behind
Random hairs
A favoured lipstick
And a faint scent


beautifully sad.

Wish I had written it. - Thanks, Moskowitz
Reply #4 Top
You are on a roll, Maso.
Bittersweet, is the perfect word.
Reply #5 Top
Oy! This is some Grade-A stuff.   

~Zoo
Reply #6 Top
Buddah,

Wish I had written it


This is one of the best compliments I've ever received, given how much respect I have for your own writing. Thanks very much...

Kelly,

The memories that invoked this are, at best, bittersweet. I'm really pleased I was able to convey this well enough that you guys could feel it.

Zoo,

Heya, mate, good to see you. Thanks for the compliment too.