Letting go of her now
With the wind in my face
Off my stretched fingertips
Slipped from her last embrace
Her hair’s flowing fresh scent
Persisting in the winds wake
Heels hammering regret
Finding her intentions were fake
Written in three short verses
How ambivalence can wrong
Emptying my heart’s desire
In presenting this song
© 2012 Michael Yost 3/17
http://promisingpoetsparkinglot.blogspot.com/2012/03/thursday-poets-rally-week-64-march-22.html
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