Posted by Brad Osborne on July 11, 2021 · 15 Comments
If I had only known
I would be left alone
Never would I have kissed
Those lips now sorely missed
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Posted by Brad Osborne on April 17, 2021 · 13 Comments
Leave me alone,
To make peace with the past,
To quiet the ghosts…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on September 25, 2019 · 14 Comments
If I had only known
I would be left alone
Never would I have kissed
Those lips now sorely missed
Filed under Poetry · Tagged with aching, apparition, confusion, distance, fear, ghost, love, poem, poerty, pushed away, relationships, strict form poetry, too close, too fast
Posted by Brad Osborne on September 24, 2019 · 9 Comments
Or has this game been well played out
Leaving me in a condition
You leave me with some aching doubt
And I fear your apparition
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