Love gone so very far away,
captured here in this special place:
captured in blue and grey,
yet leaving only a small trace.
And I could sit here forever,
and try to figure it all out,
but today is Day One of Never,
the First Day of Without.
The push that she gave me
was a shove that I needed
to finally let her leave me:
a hand on my back, finally heeded.
Love gone, gone so far astray,
captured one last lonely time,
captured in blue and grey:
she is now no longer mine,
but captured in blue and grey;
sealed, to look at another day.
February 8, 2009.
Copyright © 2009, Ricky A. Pursley. All rights reserved.
2/8/09
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