Imprints (11/25/2015)Today the world was white-washed;Imprints (11/25/2015)4 days ago in Free Verse
My mind drifting back to a late night
post-party dash through the rain,
Water coming down in sheets to soak
through our clothes and drown the streets
in rushing rivers.
I followed you then – my heart slow to heal
after the pain of being cut loose by another “friend”
when I was deemed “unworthy” of deeper connection.
Our bond is now broken and iced over like the roads
beneath my tires. If I’d been able to defrost my fear
maybe I would have known I was already in love with you
long before you’d confessed over a late night of drinking.
Little did I know your emotion would drive a storm between us,
Windy enough for you to discard even our friendship as something
worth melting from your life.
If I could go back, I would have asked you to wait,
An impossible request as time took us miles apart.
Yet I can’t help but think, with a home to return to,
and new arms to hold me, that