Posted in Daily Prompt, poetry

Remembering Song

I still remember your voice
soft and warm in my ear
and the song that you sang
ad the words that
just never made
until now
that melodic sweet music
that opens flowers like sunlight
close petals like moonlight
and holds me lingering
until the last measure
feeling your music cover me
like rain showers on
singing your song
in harmony
until I can’t remember
the words
that now make
because I’m too busy
forgetting myself



Poetic moments in the words of a dreamer and other randomness in the words of a believer. "Hang yourself, poet, in your own words. Otherwise, you are dead." ~ Langston Hughes

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