I leave the indentation of my head on your pillow,
and walk out of that door
you wake up to find me gone
but I am there in the folds of your skin,
stray hair on your shoulder.
"when my feet walk to the bamboo fields
you will find me there and get me home"
One of your best I think!
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
Sweet!
ReplyDeleteIt more than works. ;)
ReplyDeleteI really like this. There is a life between the lines.
ReplyDeleteHow pretty, Gautami.
ReplyDeletePamela
"I am there in the folds of your skin"
ReplyDeleteWonderful!
Very nice :)
ReplyDeleteI can't decide if it's a case of "I'll never wash this hand again" or "I need a shower." It's the hair on the shoulder thing.
ReplyDeleteHeartwarming!
ReplyDeleteIndeed. Very nice, Gautami.
ReplyDeleteVery good!
ReplyDeletehow much we leave behind without thinking of it.
ReplyDeletewonderful!
ReplyDeleteGautami...
ReplyDeleteThat was so Lovely.
Very Romantic 55 My Friend.
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End
Love this!!!I can visualize the entire poemb
ReplyDeleteThis is my favourite of all I've read of your poems.
ReplyDeleteGreat job! beautifully put.
ReplyDeleteI am still pretty good at leaving.
most of the time my partner comes and joins me, eventually...we often walk home together. Thanks!
enigmatic. it has me wondering . . . Nice work.
ReplyDeleteThat is indeed a very nice poem! I love the title too :)
ReplyDeleteVery nice, haunting and comforting.
ReplyDeleteTender and romantic. I like it.
ReplyDeleteYes, I agree...it's a bit enigmatic...could be read two ways...I enjoyed this!
ReplyDeleteThis was truly beautiful. Love the feeling of the lingering essence one carries around with them all day.
ReplyDeleteAdore the bamboo quote.
joanny