Strangers Poem by Eric Cockrell

Strangers

Rating: 5.0


suddenly brushing against you,
after years and lifetimes...
i realized we are strangers,
drawn by an intimate flame.
your soul smells like my socks,
and yet my voice falls empty...
unnamed raindrops,
clinging to unspoken grass!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Captain Cur 04 September 2012

The death of intimacy. Strangers in our own homes. Good write.

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Dave Walker 04 September 2012

A fantastic poem, really like it, a great write.

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