Bmistress Of My Mind Poem by Barry A. Lanier

Bmistress Of My Mind

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I see you on the bank of the river
dipping your feet into the waters
splashing the water with your hands
they are small, unblemished, like the
satin skin of your face, like the flaxen
hair, unbridled shining in the wind
your feet are small, no they are tiny
circling in the river, where you wrote
that last letter I answered and never
hear from you again, you used to write
beautiful love and emotion poems, all
in upper case, we got close once, but
never met, never touched, so you went
with the famous, what you found out is
that the famous worry about their fame-
not the beautiful young lady giving them
love, to awaken in the morning and write
in upper case, I loved you like a man loves
a women he never touches, only writes to,
keeps little photographs of, and dreams
of romance he shall never have, I see you
on the crying bench by the river, writing me
letters that I never got, weeping for lovers
who had hurt and forgotten you in time
but I did never forget you, and I still dream
of the beautiful lady sitting on the bank of
the river, dipping her feet into cool waters
to awaken in the morning and write poems
of love and emotion in upper case

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