In Morning’s Glare – #poetry

Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos


Even though my eyes are closed
I can see you lying next to me
Wasting away, lost in the night
I was too blind, I didn’t see

Pictures in my mind surface
Younger days without a care
Nothing could come between us
Oh, how I wish we were still there

A love that seemed so right
Called to us, the perfect pair
But that isn’t really how life goes
We had nothing left to share

The obvious, it always cursed us
Battles fought, each on a dare
Hatred gleamed in its subtle light
Reality blurred, in morning’s glare

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