Gecenin Koynunda / In the Night's Soul

Gecenin Koynunda / In the Night’s Soul (Photo credit: Kuzeytac (will be back soon))

The water runs cold
Like your blood
Reptilian eyes
Raise their wary hoods

The surf that breaks
Upon a distant shore
Recalls your form
In some strange place before

Remembering well
The day you turned to me
Ensnared my gaze
And saw me piteously

The water runs dry
Like this withered heart
I will survive
Much better now apart

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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8 Responses to Water

  1. Brian Hughes says:

    He sounds like a cad.

  2. ksbeth says:

    this is true and the photo is hauntingly beautiful

  3. The last two lines pushed me over the edge…..loved it, but so sad…..Could feel it deep inside me.

  4. Gorgeous and heart-wrenching

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