Interloper, by Morgan Chapman Subscribe to rss feed for Morgan Chapman

You haunt my every thought 

Invade each lucid dream 

An ocean of scents remind me of you

Like a fresh flowing nostalgic stream

 

All the parts that make up you

Are raining in my head

Dark clouds cover each possibility 

Each chance to prove us dead

 

My memories of you are golden

All full of love and light

So why do I feel so beaten

Its such pain with no end in sight

 

I believe we are bound to each other

Even though we are apart 

We werent meant to spend life together

Regret is the darkness of my heart. 

 

                                                Morgan C. 

                                                            
        

 

 

Copyright ©2006 Morgan Chapman 
Posted: 2007-08-02 04:03:27 UTC

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2007-08-02 05:57:43mytruth
This is a beautifully written poem. Keep up the great work.