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closet cleaning creates mystical waves of bending time, passing years, shedding skins, emptying dusty suitcases filled with long ago memories….
1…
turning away
told endless lies
of believeable truths
2…
covered in the warmth
of forgiveness
answered cold
screamed back
3…
restless the sheets
entangled my heart
with invisible chains of grief
4…
layers of heat
filled my heart
yearning for his touch
breathless i cried out
his name
to the empty air
hearing without ears
Piece of Pie ala Mode 
this poem is so beautiful and it moved me. your tag says memories, which makes me sadder if it is a reality. heartbreak is heartbreaking.
hang in there.
I so appreciate your nice comment on my blog. 🙂
what an absolutely beautiful inspiration… thank you for posting this and sharing it with us n monday mural…..
Beautifully sad I might say, and it happens quite often.
Lovely!
So true…
Again, like you commented on blog, FAITH is THE treasure.
layers of heat
filled my heart
yearning for his touch
For years have been believing the importance of touch.. what a way to describe.. lovely lines these are
my heart aches, beautiful!