an dìochùimhnte / the forgotten

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How strange to be as one
to know each others soul and the run
of your fingers over me
and now to be so hushingly silently distant
locked trembling in frozen waters
of forgotten memories
We are strangers meeting on
crooked creaking floorboards
unsure and unsound
wary of each step
afraid of ourselves
Naked in the eyes of immortality
dumbstruck
fidgeting eagerly
towards the
exit…

 

©Copyright Karen Bain 2015. All Rights Reserved.

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