Saturday, February 4, 2017

Romantic poetry

Polaroid tells dark secret
Left on a corner of parchment on some napkin you drew my name on with yours circled in hearts
Long and lost forgotten
Left with stains of old lips and coffee from rainy days
Found on a floor -

You fell in love that night
Where were you that night

I'm a lost dream held by faith
I'm a ship wagering a mighty sea

Crumbling your paper between wrinkled fingers
This is where I begin again

My lips are heavy
Scars hidden under picture frames tired and bound by your song

As you sit in the diner
Still
Writing us on useless pieces of paper