The friends and loves that kept in touch are angels in my eyes.
—
5 years deep in the slammer
And still I think of her
She didn’t answer my letter
I may never see her again
But I feel
Like no one would compare
To building a life with her
I see her in my dreams
And I’m saying all the things
It was never the right time to say
It’s been four years
Since I saw her face
But I remember it clear as day
A half Indonesian, half Anglo princess
The sweetest kind of light
That she pours into the world
She might be married
Might have kids
But I still hope
That she will think of me sometimes
And remember the light we shared
—
I write a lot of poems about the one that got away. It’s a painful fact of serious jail time that you lose 90 percent of your friends and former loves. They say the quantity of relationships goes down but the quality goes up and those friends and loves that kept in touch are angels in my eyes.
I hope that when I dream that I’m telling her how I feel that she dreams she’s listening to me.
26/1/2019
Very poignantly evoked and lyrically evoked. A well chosen illustration too
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Christo, Very touching, sweet memories. Love the poem! May there be many happy times and wonderful people in your future. All the best! 🙂 Cheryl
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