This is you.
Your touch, fingers like wind through my hair.
A curling smile, eyes as deep as hope
Offer a trail
Into a heart divided by love and desertion;
Does the coming hurt more than the leaving?
Is one uncertain and the other fulfilled?
I own what of this is mine
Knowing
That while this world darkens
What blazes is your soul.
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About michaelstephendaigle
I have been writing most of my life. I am the author of the award-winning Frank Nagler Mystery series. "The Swamps of Jersey (2014); "A Game Called Dead" (2016) -- a Runner-Up in the 2016 Shelf Unbound Indie Author Contest; and "The Weight of Living" (2017) -- First Place winner for Mysteries in the Royal Dragonfly Book Awards Contest.
