SENTIMENTAL VALUE
I remember her
Elegance and grace.
“Why did I not believe?”
The look in her eyes
Would ensnare my mind.
The touch of her lips
Could encase my fears.
“Why did I ever leave?”
Overwhelmed, I drift
To the sea of regret.
Memories, I won't bring
To extinction.
I wish to embrace
You, my love, once more.
Denial in every attempt.
Unity constantly shun.
Now, I'm left with
These manic memoirs.
In need of
A detached treasure.
An indescribable joy,
Unattainable.
Your sentiments exactly.
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©1996 Torrence King. All Rights Reserved. From the poetry-art collection “Satellites & Exits” - Available Now
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