Poem -

the sound of goodbye

There is a hymn from distant time
That rings like Sunday Churchbell chime
It weeps the pain inside the ground
A melancholy forlorn sound

She came to me with welcome lips
And fragrance from a thousand ships
Fires and passion with comfort arms
Enchantment drowning in her charms. 

She taught me how to love her so
To need her lips and softened glow. 
But she never taught me how not to cry
When she smiled at me and said goodbye. 

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Being Me

An excellent poem! It is something practically all of us can relate to at some time or another. Pinned this!  That last verse ended this poem perfectly x

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