I leave the indentation of my head on your pillow,
and walk out of that door
you wake up to find me gone
but I am there in the folds of your skin,
stray hair on your shoulder.
"when my feet walk to the bamboo fields
you will find me there and get me home"
22 comments:
One of your best I think!
Anna :o]
It more than works. ;)
love it!
I really like this. There is a life between the lines.
How pretty, Gautami.
Pamela
"I am there in the folds of your skin"
Wonderful!
Very nice :)
I can't decide if it's a case of "I'll never wash this hand again" or "I need a shower." It's the hair on the shoulder thing.
Heartwarming!
Indeed. Very nice, Gautami.
Very good!
how much we leave behind without thinking of it.
Gautami...
That was so Lovely.
Very Romantic 55 My Friend.
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End
Love this!!!I can visualize the entire poemb
This is my favourite of all I've read of your poems.
Great job! beautifully put.
I am still pretty good at leaving.
most of the time my partner comes and joins me, eventually...we often walk home together. Thanks!
enigmatic. it has me wondering . . . Nice work.
That is indeed a very nice poem! I love the title too :)
Very nice, haunting and comforting.
Tender and romantic. I like it.
Yes, I agree...it's a bit enigmatic...could be read two ways...I enjoyed this!
This was truly beautiful. Love the feeling of the lingering essence one carries around with them all day.
Adore the bamboo quote.
joanny
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