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The Room

 
This room has seen
 
us to the last.
 
The years have cast our meetings here
 
as images on frosted glass
 
with raindrop spray.
 
Our secret past is sealed away
 
inside a dream…
 
 
This room has seen a place
 
where I belonged to you,
 
and you alone belonged to me.
 
Such love is true apparently
 
inside this room.
 
 
This room has seen me spread my wings
 
and writhe beneath your welcome weight,
 
has heard me scream,
 
has watched me quake.
 
Then when it seemed that I would break,
 
this room, like sanctuary made
 
the burn recede.
 
It dulled the blade.
 
 
This room has seen
 
our last goodbye,
 
has watched me tangled up inside
 
your scent,
 
your smile,
 
your emerald green.
 
 
But I have wiped the surface clean
 
and still don’t know just what you mean
 
by ‘every happiness’.
Written by DampKitten
Published | Edited 19th May 2024
Author's Note
Saying goodbye to a lover
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