The emotions of a poet who calls himself 
"Uootem"

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Memories of more youthful days


@Uootem

Memories of much more youthful days inundate
my world that is so empty otherwise
the moons of years that have passed
dangle like summer's warmth
steamy as adolescent love
under nighttime skies.

Into the darkness...
halfway out of my sanity
thoughts of you recede the years
and for a moment
I find refuse from life's perplexity
as I feel my heart grow strangely warm
finally shining
like the suns of forgotten summers
when our hearts beat in unison
as we watched each day begin
and we thought the sunrise
was a beacon for us to follow.

When I dreamt last night...
I dreamt of you -
gathering up the last reserves of emotion
like a gardener gathers autumn leaves
in an erotic dance of lust and bliss
into the winter darkness of lost love...
the night air is so cold
so I seek your warmth
in the memories of days
when I last felt it
and the moon of want
hangs like a storm cloud
bent in the clouds
of the blackened sky
like a distant rumble of thunder -
its time has come
while thoughts of you keep me silent
tonight - my world is empty otherwise ...