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Walked through again
As i woke you were already there.
Your faint footsteps had walked home.
Every footprint seeping through my pores;
leaving me with nothing but solemn sentiments,
and a shaded stamp on my soul.
If only there were words to express the ache.
I return to my sleep in hope
to be walked through again.
Your faint footsteps had walked home.
Every footprint seeping through my pores;
leaving me with nothing but solemn sentiments,
and a shaded stamp on my soul.
If only there were words to express the ache.
I return to my sleep in hope
to be walked through again.
Published 15th Mar 2012
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Anonymous
29th Mar 2012 7:23pm
I like the notion of being walked through, as though the narrator is a conduit for old loves. The phrase "shaded stamp" is also effective. Thanks for the read.
29th Mar 2012 8:04pm
Yes Jack, on that morning i was the conduit.
Thank you for reading and the nice words!
Thank you for reading and the nice words!
1st Apr 2012 7:09am
I love the entire sentiment of this piece. Very emotionally evocative dream piece. The power of dreams like this is sublime and you captured the lovely waking moments.
1st Apr 2012 10:25am
Thank you very much Pierre.
It's almost impossible to capture with words such an emotion that was left by the dream after waking.
It's almost impossible to capture with words such an emotion that was left by the dream after waking.
