tonight

by Emily Resnick - Not entered

and all we will
ever be
is crucified in
the seclusion
of this still moment;
here

this image burned into
the glass

and all we will ever be
plucks the strings
of
these all too soon
forgotten details
of tonight

it's resonance-
my home

Reason for writing:

    if I have done well-someone will be able to tell    

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1998-01-24 20:59:31
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:39:56
Poem ID: 48622

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