Absence Poem by Daniela Iacoppi

Absence

Rating: 4.5


I'm wallowing in the last droplets of my glass of wine
And a river of self pity.
Wondering,
What makes my melancholy?
And realizing that it's your ghostly presence.
Taunting, teasing,
Laughingly joyful of its intangibility.
And mocking, every day of your Absence,
You miss me?
You miss me.
You miss me!

(June 15th,2005)

Sunday, November 1, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: absence,emotion,fragility,him,travel,love,melancholic,missing
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tania S. 01 November 2009

I like this alot actually. Its simple but you remember it.

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Daniela Iacoppi

Daniela Iacoppi

glasgow, scotland
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