Sunday Poem: Wistful
This is an excerpt from the section titled 'Loss' from the poet's collection 'Trips and Trials: A Selection of Poems and Songs' published in 2018
Eyes met
Over champagne flutes
spilling over
suppressed smiles.
Eyes danced mischief blues
flickering
beyond the hallway
Morse code, undefined.
Eyes fluttered as you kissed
the hollow in my neck,
the wisp of hair –
tangled,
in my pearl
Eardrops,
Teardrops.
Eyes lowered, you watched
as I dabbed dribbles
my lace-edged handkerchief
stained, bloody
with his sorrowful stare.
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