Cold

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Cold

Even in the distance I can feel you pull away
as the warmth is fading from my arms.
And yet I am embraced by this tender despair–I love you still.
Powerfully. Passionately. Painfully.
The things you say. The things you do. The way you move.
Thus it is only in my heart where time stands still
and I am left to ponder how long it will be
until you miss me

Charles Coakley Simpson

This entry was posted on December 18, 2012 by . It was filed under Poetry and was tagged with , , , , .

4 Responses

  1. summerrain63

    hopefully she missed you at the same moment…very nice and the pic is fabulous for the writing….

    December 20, 2012 at 5:20 am

    Reply
  2. jussaraluna

    Hello Charles,
    Merry Christmas and hug:))

    December 21, 2012 at 12:39 am

    Reply
  3. Martin

    Embraced by tender despair … these words encompass the sentiment. *sighs*

    December 22, 2012 at 5:47 am

    Reply
  4. dontchawannadream

    Wonderful poetry, I’m glad you’re back, Charles!!
    Merry Christmas/ Joyeux Noël!
    xx

    December 24, 2012 at 1:54 pm

    Reply

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