Sacred,
like a prayer
whispered on the wind
it comes!
A dream
now long gone
still haunting my soul-
my heart!
We danced-
or did we
only imagine
such bliss?
A kiss?
Surely not
but I’ve forgotten
that loss.
The cost
much too great
for a passing whim
and yet…
Within,
sweet regret
screams like a whisper
again
Be still
and sleep
while I weep.
Cheryl Pennington
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Wrapping beauty in beauty. Well done, Cheryl.
ReplyDeleteThanks Dan. 🙂
DeleteIncredibly touching…
ReplyDeleteThank you, Pam.
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