Invisible
In my vase
Are the invisible flowers
That we gathered.
When our souls did touch.
I sit and watch them for hours.
I see them
Even in the dark.
And will smell them
Forever.
A bouquet
That will never
Die.
In my net
I caught our kisses.
Invisible butterfly.
Still flickering
In the sunlight.
Like silent lullaby.
I taste them,
With the summer wine
Of our embrace.
No trace
Of her smile.
Yet I can feel it,
Warming old dreams
That the lonely chase.
Unseen
Yet pristine
In my heart.
I watch
Invisible love
With aching sunset
Depart.
poem by Kevin East
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