Watching you knot your tie
fingers fly-adept as always
your profile beckons me
must you go?
why not stay?Watching your receding back
but for a flash- gone so fast
that was you-that was me
these visions, now ghosts
gone with the wind-moments past
©Vivian Zems
Smell The Coffee 
March 22, 2018 at 3:36 pm
Lovely.
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March 22, 2018 at 7:17 pm
Thanks, Kijo 🙂
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March 22, 2018 at 5:07 pm
So many memories, so little time.
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March 22, 2018 at 7:16 pm
Indeed!
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March 22, 2018 at 6:00 pm
Sweet sips of then. Thanks for sharing Vivian A happy Thursday to you
Much🌼love
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March 22, 2018 at 7:16 pm
Thanks, Gillena…love ‘sweet sips’
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March 22, 2018 at 6:39 pm
Beautifully evocative write, Vivian 😊
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March 22, 2018 at 7:13 pm
I’m glad you liked it Sanaa!
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March 22, 2018 at 6:45 pm
Gone with the wind….so many things now just memories. I relate.
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March 22, 2018 at 7:12 pm
Thanks, Sherry 🙂
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March 23, 2018 at 2:59 am
The little things we remember…
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March 23, 2018 at 8:04 am
Like ghosts now…
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March 23, 2018 at 3:25 am
That was….so sad. Love gone is indeed a sad memory.
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March 23, 2018 at 8:03 am
Indeed it is.
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March 23, 2018 at 8:58 pm
When love goes away, it’s like ice-bite of wind.
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March 23, 2018 at 11:12 pm
Brrrrr!
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March 23, 2018 at 11:17 pm
Memories…They are bitter sweet connections to yesterday. You poem is so full of heart.
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March 24, 2018 at 12:47 am
Thanks, Susie.
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March 24, 2018 at 3:20 pm
that was you-that was me…
Strange how things can change over time.
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March 24, 2018 at 4:06 pm
That’s life in motion 🙂
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March 25, 2018 at 3:36 pm
Awwww. I want this to be now, but it’s then. Wonderful wonderful!
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March 25, 2018 at 4:56 pm
Moments past…..
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