Loneliness

In the cold dead night

there is little solace

save a sweet memory

of your soft skin

warm to the touch

 

New Years Eve

the air

charged with

the notion of rebirth

 

but I know

that promises

written on the back

of cocktail napkins

are seldom kept

 

 

Reviews

[Suditi]

Oh i love it!
It is short, yet powerful.
Nice poem. :)

[Bruce]

Thank You Kim I appreciate the review!

[Kim]

Simply amazing, loved the flow, somehow when read aloud it rhymes.
Awesome write!