Fragments
Where the darkness
kisses the light
and the light begs for forgiveness,
where the split in time
allows the shade
of this shadow
to sleep within his arms.
Where once I lost sight
of the beauty of wildness
and our unharnessed rapture.
Where I dreamt we were children
and the wink of your eye
became a door to our lives.
Where I lost you
and you would not return
when I asked you why
you whispered to me,
“the void is where we find one another.”
When the emptiness echoed
with illuminated sight
I saw fragments of myself.
I became a witness
to the rising of our lust.
you remember now____don’t you?
© Gesso Cocteau
From 'STRANDED HEARTS' An Anthology Of Love Poetry
Art by Pete Berg for 'STRANDED HEARTS' An Anthology Of Love Poetry
