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    dots Submission Name: Haunt Me, Oh Sweet Love of Minedots

    Author: ThisIsReal
    ASL Info:    25-M-/Found
    Elite Ratio:    4.27 - 182/194/89
    Words: 252
    Class/Type: Poetry/Nostalgia
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       Just another poem about remembering things I sometimes wish i could forget

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    dotsHaunt Me, Oh Sweet Love of Minedots

    I wake this morning
    as I so often do
    licking my dried lips
    to find them sweet
    Strawberry like the gloss
    forever upon yours
    As if just this morning
    you had kissed me goodbye

    Rolling over an empty bed
    reaching to silence my wakeup call
    My face falls upon a pillow
    untouched for a time unmeasured
    Only to catch that scent
    Ever so alluring
    as if your fresh washed hair
    had lain there last night

    My awakeness progresses
    and my feet find the floor
    bumping against a worn box
    left out the night before
    Upon it, your name in bold
    within it, a million words
    each one forever yours
    left so a sad soul may smile

    Walking through this house
    I hear you in each room
    The sound of tears in one
    on the night i sought your hand
    In another, the harsh words
    from the day you took it back
    Still echoing, the slamming door
    on the heels of your last goodbye

    The toothbrush next to mine
    A shirt in the hamper down the hall
    Dust collecting in frames
    of a dozen pictures on the wall
    More things left behind
    some in every single room
    It looks as though you were just here
    maybe even today

    Throughout the day I remember
    that which someday you will forget
    The memories you left behind
    Oh sweet love of mine
    I may not ever cross your mind
    I doubt I would anymore
    But without thought
    You haunt me beautifully

    Submitted on 2009-01-12 22:14:04     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I remember when I was 14 and fell in love with this girl I talked to on the plane to Australia from Vanuatu. To show how long ago that was, the plane was a DC3! Anyway, of course I never saw her again after we got off the plane. But she had lent me a Bic pen, one of those transparent ones, they are still everywhere. I forgot to give it back to her. Well I kept it for a long time because it reminded me of her! Every time I saw it, the whole joyful hour or two would replay. That kind of pen reminds me of that feeling still, although it is a tear of embarrassment nowadays, rather than one of romantic grief, that nearly comes to my eye!

    Your poem reminds me of that crazy level of nostalgia, but it is so much richer because your whole dwelling and everything in it plays back your love to you ... for Petesake. I would move out ....
    | Posted on 2009-06-08 00:00:00 | by Glen Bowman | [ Reply to This ]
      I love this one ...Its so fresh and new...:)
    | Posted on 2009-01-28 00:00:00 | by Bloodlust86 | [ Reply to This ]

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