#1012044 added June 17, 2021 at 12:25pm Restrictions: None
Some Kind Of Dawning
You charmed me, my friend.
Never questioned your intentions, when
we stopped seeing each other.
And when I gather, I frown
to think I sent you away unhappy.
Never my intention.
I never want to be without
your knowing look,
wink of approval,
a friendly hand at my back
willing to guide me to the right course,
a true destination I though we shared
before I realized,
it was our parting.
You did not follow or run after me,
calling, 'wait up!'
What is this strange place
I'm staring out now,
as the sun goes down?
Crickets could be charming
a full moon right now,
with a porch swing
and lemonade as the heat
subsides, but you don't
lend balance to a wobbly thing
too large to guide
a solitary body.
I could reminisce,
but what's the point?
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