Phantom

She showed up in a dream, that woman
Who once had hold of my heart. Still
Plain, unlovely, I recall her smiling,
But I don't believe she spoke to me.
That's just as well, as time has passed.
My heart has long since wriggled free.
I have nothing to say to her, and do not
Understand why she'd return within
A dream.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-09-22 at 16:34

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