Falling leaves trigger
her lost infatuation.
Gentle blowing winds carry
his once forgotten voice.
Shadows mimic his presence,
providing an Autumn embrace.
Reaching towards his face,
touching lonely memories;
her mind slipping between
pensive moments.
Reacquainted desire
overwhelms her heart;
teardrops
expose her tormented soul.
One response to “Contemplative Moment”
I love anything that does justice to the word contemplative 🙂
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