Unorthodoxy

Whispers of a poet's heart

It was as if my soul separated

And without leaving me behind

Or so my emotions still imagine

Yet, that’s where I am, just- left

Left to remember our shared times

Left to wonder of my tomorrows

That I will likely not really notice

Not like I should, or once used to

In the undertones of my own breaths

My thoughts will be tethered to you

Wondering about your thoughts now

Of me, life, and your new everlasting

You brought life to my lost soul

But now- my life feels… so soulless

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Poet of the Light © 2022

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