blessed mark allure--
Sore, sadden alone and down trodden. Smitten
Stuck on the facts we’re not truly physical
I use to visualize I saw, I touched not anymore
The scent of you not anymore
Even in mine dreams the sight of you dazed a blur
Oh’ how I loved you, the touch of you
The sight of you
The physicality of you
Now eternalized in another guise different point place you reside
In my heart, and mind, soul refreshing a blessing
You left yourblessed mark allure--
Maya Angelou Quotes
"And when great souls die, after a period peace blooms, slowly and always irregularly. Spaces fill with a kind of soothing electric vibration. Our senses, restored, never to be the same, whisper to us. They existed. They existed. We can be. Be and be better. For they existed."
7/17/2024
E Form - Elegy Poetry Contest
Elegy poetry form only.
Sponsored by: Constance La France
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