Friday, April 22, 2016

Poetry In April #Poem 19

He posted pictures
Tagged her name
To refresh her memory
She wished to forget
The great expanse of hills
The dusty roads
Where they had trekked in broken shoes
Just two of them
Their faces bright
Reflecting radiance
As they stopped to sip wine
From faded urn
He would pull her plait
Fold around his arm
Bring her close to
Whisper nothings
Time has changed
All that remains is
Chill of deep dark void
Filled with sadness and pain
They are friends no more
Her best revenge is to live well,
Untag him

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