Memory of Love's Hell






Memory of Love’s Hell  

 

Standing amidst the downpour of the essence, drenched in the flood of our spent fond memories of our warmth in passion. 

Pondering what happened between us, feeding each other's soul with hunger and sensation in one instant. 

A flash of lighting streaked across the sky, did not have time to bat an eye; you have become a distant memory. 

Nothing remains of us, a dense fog over shadows; clouding my vision. 

Taking a step forward, still surrounding by your memory essence. 

Oh, how I long to grasp you once more; alas, your soft caressing hands are interlocked. 

Your sweet, caressing warmth of your eyes; those pouting lips, over powering lips belong to another. 

Staring through a fixed gulf between us, all I can hear is your soft, soothing voice. 

Words escape your soul to flood the one standing before you now. 

She stands in awe, engulfed in your proud stance; ready to embrace your sweet love. 

Come hence my comforting mist, allow me to disappear and become a forgotten soul. 

Please, take my memory so I will become null and void. 

 

 

Tami Burwell

 

Tami Renae Dizani Burwell 

Born November 9th, 1979 in Stillwater Oklahoma. A recently published Author (Chronicle Dreams) a book of my collection of poems that I put together in memory of my Aunt Cindy, and Tawauna Robinson whom perished in the May 20th, 2013 tornado that happened in Moore, Oklahoma. I hope to publish other books in the future; I continue to write and post new poems that reflect the current situation (s).

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