Jolted
I woke up with tears in my eyes
Befuddled, aghast, I couldn’t remember…
Must’ve been a dream, a memory of a distant past
And try as I might, all I have are cold embers
Of long forgotten kisses and ashened wishes.
I close my eyes and will for sleep
But the feelings that were stirred refuse to let go
Rousing old emotions buried deep
Reliving memories of joy and grief.
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