A Poem

Post #252 – Without Her – Poetry



The moon slept on that lonely dirt road

As the clouds wept muddying the ground

A Victorian house set at the top of the soggy hill

My sweetheart’s home


I drove in circles for hours

wondering why she left me.

Her graceful silhouette waltzes

as a gentle breeze ruffles the silky drapery


With damp eyes, I turned the wheel,

 slid down the slippery drive

And drove through the tear flooded street,

Alone again

Without her

Categories: A Poem, Author, romance

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