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Brett
Poems
May 2021
I Know It's Over
I can not help when I wake up with you on my mind
As if my eyes, had wandered off into the past
I know itβs over, but the more I see
The less I can claim to know
Inside my heart there are footprints
Artifacts of my wandering gypsy soul (sole)
My thoughts conjure up an image of your lips, but
I taste only that in which I miss
Only loneliness lingers on a phantom kiss
Calloused hands made of stone
Carved to reach out, but
No innate strength to hold them closed
#hands
#heart
#hold
#love
#life
#happy
#sad
#wife
Written by
Brett
28/M/NYC
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