There is mystery
in her eyes,
a playfulness
in her kiss,
and a hollow void
in the indention
where once she did lay
on my bed.
Morning Memories
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I love your Mag … from the male perspective!!!!
This was great..hard to fill that void sometimes..
I agree with Helen…it was good to read a males take on the prompt. Very good!
I haven’t seen the prompt, so your wee poem is as mysterious as her eyes.
Simple and beautifully evocative…
succinctly put- I am enjoying what is being written by men
I loved this for its magical simplicity, how just one sentence made the poem and the last line’s play – ‘where once she did lay on my bed’
That “hollow void” personalizes this, a noticeable longing for someone that was there and left her mark. Nice in its simplicity, Mark.
I liked it a lot.