Forgotten Tenderness

This poem feeds from Haunted Memory written in response to the Word of the Day Challenge: Independent
 
Cupped
soft hand to cheek
brush thumb
trembling lips
not 
desire
lust
attempt 
keeping tears
in check
shy away
cannot let see
pain felt
you
leaving me.
Watching
leaning
hot face 
cool pane
allowed now
tears falling 
unchecked
soaking your shirt
I stole 
worn now to nothing
your scent 
gone so long
last remembered.
Cold nights
warmth fled
letting go
hard to do.
Done with poise
done without regret
this
I shall always lie to you.
 
©Sept. 13/20
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Slow Erosion

Each tear
each hurt
each neglection
add too many
barricading
no longer do I wonder
time is mine own
apparent
you have made
lack of desire
to be with
unless
on terms you dictate.
Times you demand
without thought
consideration
gentle soul
caring heart
flayed
grated
blown
dust motes
dance through air
only beauty
coming from
what once was
golden dreams…..
love
lasting.
Fool I was.
Kiss good bye…..
the best
you could have had
ever would have had
watch my ass
see the finger
take a hike
get out of my life
and don’t let the door
hit ya on the way out.
©Aug. 31/20
Picture is my own