When I walk through your apartment at night
in my mind’s eye,
I see all the times you’ve thought of calling me,
my name written in the air
over and over
in pale blue light,
a haze of longing and uncertainty.
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Blue Haze
27 Tuesday May 2014
Posted in Emotions, Love, Poetry, psychic awareness, Relationships
In its brevity, highly poignant and touching; i’ve read it over and over.
John, thank you.
Wow. This is an exceptional poem; you’re able to convey so much in just a few lines. What a wonderful piece. xx
Thank you so much…