Here and Gone
He did not love her,
He did not care.
He did not see her,
Standing there.
She was alone,
She was the moon.
She did not know,
Her dreams fell so soon.
And just like that,
It was gone from their grasp.
A flickering glimpse,
Of love's everlast.
Genevieve Hoskey
August, 2009
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He did not care.
He did not see her,
Standing there.
She was alone,
She was the moon.
She did not know,
Her dreams fell so soon.
And just like that,
It was gone from their grasp.
A flickering glimpse,
Of love's everlast.
Genevieve Hoskey
August, 2009
All rights reserved
Your poetry has quite a solemn feel these days. I like it! "Love's everlast" is a very cool phrase. Awesome way to end it. I'm looking forward to what you'll write inspired by Dead Poets Society.
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Yes, so glad you like and I think you'll enjoy "The Poet Inside." My gosh, I can't quit rhyming- ha ha! Thank you always for reading, Ben!
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