Gone Poem by Oscar Robles

My mind embracing the softness of your skin
That first night didn't know where to begin
Your body meticulous with every curve
Like that of a Chess piece
God's hand not a swerve
Beautiful long brown hair dampened and so long
A touch long forgotten where two went so wrong
Blame to us impeding
Our feelings parted and needing
One left so quickly not one word of departure
Only excuses of how you hurt
Once said feelings of madness in Love
Thrown away and forgotten
Like a ball to a glove
No goodbye, good luck, take your course
No sadness shown no sign of remorse
Time well spent so that one thought
How feelings can die that one forgot
So there again one heart down and broken
How many times will these words be Spoken?