- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Emoceans
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Click hereIt was that time of year
when the cold comes through the faulty window caulking.
The first real night of cold even the bell of the neighbor’s wind chimes froze.
Maybe this is love;
something we're not quite seeing,
something we're not quite feeling.
It’s something like that,
a substanceless return
and the scene you can’t quite set.
Now that I know you, I understand what you meant;
sometimes I feel like the undertow is stronger,
the beach gets longer,
and the suncrystals in the water have faded to black.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 9 years agoreading these verses fit like a glove
for a moment. at least, i could feel the love
eight minutes have past since the sun has set
reading these lines, i feel we've just met
LeBrozover 16 years agoThis poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 38,000 poems.
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Anonymousabout 18 years agosome wonderful phrasing here, potent images-- the faulty caulking (wow what a word combo!) and suncrystals...
lovely write, thank you-
~annaswirls
