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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Haunted Memory

Rain
windows cry
fingers
draw pictures
hearts
flowers
on misted pane
hot coffee to hand.
Autumn
leaves crackle
with each step
scented air
rot
renewal to come
heartache
sentimental smile
recalling
dancing in woods
alone
with you
tenderness
chased round
’til finally caught.
First kiss
hesitant
warm breath
lips
desire
never felt again
with anyone else.
It is easy to blame
to say fault is yours.
Truth is…..
I am
always have been
always will be
I truly am….
sorry my love.
We said good bye
day like today
grey
soft autumn rain
hint of snow
upon the air
last kiss
forever love.
Never….. 
would I let
Never…..
would I allow
Never…..
would tears tumble
where you might see
might feel
a need
to rescue me.
©Sept 13/20
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