Nicholas Peter


Painting of an Old Emotion


You looked like,
a flower,
blooming brightly,
against the setting sun,
a mixture of orange and pink and beauty.

Your tiny smirk,
etched smoothly on your face,
was coy and sneaky,
and always followed me out of the door.

Eyes that gave breath to the Sun,
and pale light to the Moon,
stare up at me,
with a longing stare.

Maybe I'll return it,
maybe I won't,
who knows,
your casting net has reached me,
in that far ocean of myself.

Submitted: Tuesday, November 19, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, November 20, 2013

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