The emotions of a poet who calls himself 
"Uootem"

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"when you remember"


@Uootem

what words are not heard
when i whisper as you pass by?
what meaning is not read
when i can not share this poetry?
what warmth is not found in moonlight
when hands are not held on quiet walks?
what lurks behind friendly smiles
when former lovers meet?
me
for I am the image of memories long forgotten
for i am but passing shadows now
that catches in the corner of your eye
as you search for the reason you look behind
and i will be there when you remember.