I guess we all have
our memories, our past,
I threw out
every girl's number
I ever had, when I fell
in love,
and ten years later,
somebody finds me,
somebody always finds you,
and they write you,
email you, as if
the rain never got us wet,
but I am in love,
and they should know,
only fools
revisit.
Amir Elzeni, USA
5 comments:
Wow! Amir, you have captured the essence of departed relationships and the vigour of real love. I loved the spareness of this, but your words are expert. Really enjoyed it!
Yes, as if the rain never got us wet....
only fools revisit.
Quite a theme for a mid-life crisis.
Thanks for sharing this work, keep sending it out
It's pointless to revist past loves. Thanks for the lovely poem about that simple truth.
You are right on with this. I, too, like the form and these lines:
"...as if
the rain never got us wet,"
and
"only fools
revisit."
I love this - highly evocative yet apparently simple. I especially liked the lines, 'somebody finds me,/
somebody always finds you,'.
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