the other side of loss a lifetime ago

there you are
that black hair
that touches your waist
swaying as you walk
side to side to side
the guy though
by your side
here in Izmir
lacks the swagger
of a youthful me
no long hair
blowing in the breeze
or Fu Manchu
framing the grin
so he’s not me
she’s not you
just a lookalike
four decades later
and thousands of miles
on the other side of loss
a lifetime ago

14 thoughts on “the other side of loss a lifetime ago

  1. My sister’s long black hair swept the floor.
    She is gone now, before her time, before I could make a rhyme for her. Many men were crazed by her beauty & her hair.
    Her hair made fools & prisoners of many. I have never seen hair like hers. She was a Rapunzel. I am torn & confused.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s