Post-Amorous Shrugs
Cross your path on the street,
I’m crucified by your stare.
You see me as imitation,
Because when you needed me I couldn’t truly be There.
A thousand miles, and that’s the closest we’ve ever been.
A thousand smiles, and still curious about what else could have been.
A thousand reasons to hate but only need one to love.
A thousand tears were made, but wiped away with amorous hugs.
Cross your path on the street,
I’m crucified by your body language.
You silently scream at me,
Shooting fifty caliber accusations. That’s very dangerous.
A thousand miles, and that’s how far we are.
A thousand smiles, forgotten underground with iron ore.
A thousand reasons to hate but only need one to love.
A thousand tears were made, but wiped away with post-amorous shrugs.
- James Revels III
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Thanks for liking “different opinions” and for following my blog. Thanks for the striking poetry. The very best to you and your blog.
I love this poem. Brings back a memory.
Hi Leo. Love passed me by years ago. Thank you for liking my poem ‘ Mortuary’. Best Wishes. The Foureyed Poet.
love loss until it becomes habit, Very touching.
thanks :)
I adore this. Gut wrenching. So true of what happens after.
“You see me as imitation.”
For me, that’s a great description.
–Aggie
low key that rhymed lol thanks
nice……
A well-crafted writing. I will most certainly return.