The black night absorbs the outline

of you standing in an open

field.  As the sun dips down, alone,

statuesque, a memory when

you used to mean something to me.

A reminder, I can’t be free.

©2018

If you enjoy these poems perhaps you might like to read POEMS: AN EXPLORATION OF LIFE.  My first book now available on Amazon in paperback and Kindle worldwide.

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