Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2012
I forgot you once.

I was Free.

Your brown loving eyes
became only mud.

The curves of your body
ceased to be the shadowed rolling hills
that I was once lost in.

I was Free.

I forgot you once,
but it never happened again.
Benjamin  Adams
Written by
Benjamin Adams
Please log in to view and add comments on poems