I am firmly entrenched in my mid-life, no longer a crisis but still an on-going exploration of what it's like to be 47, single after 16 years of marriage, and finding my creative life with maybe a personal life to go along with it.
WARNING: Contains adult language, adult themes, openly sentimental feelings, and a way too honest depiction of my life. If you know me, if you're a friend, lover (eventually is the goal), colleague, companion, you'll show up in here eventually.
I should have
In the dark of the night
Now
Long after I should forget you
My one regret
Is that one night
That perfect night
When you had me in your arms
And I could hear the pounding of your heart
Over the pounding of mine
My one regret
Is that I didn’t kiss you
Because then
At least
I’d have the memory of that.
2 Comments:
Nice poem. Thanks for sharing.
thats realy nice and heart felt
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