She Never Told Me

she never told me
who she was
attaching herself
to me as calmly as a
shroud, a winding sheet

nudging me ever so
slightly like a shadow
ever-present even
after the sun
diminishes in the sky

she never told me why
her hair was short
whilst mine was
braided long with
ribbons twisted in
colored fashion

my body captured in
dresses and hers
a bit of shorts and
summer shirt bare
feet running past

my own in shiny black
leather reaching for
conformity, acceptance,
approval but sadness
overwhelming as i

looked back to see her
smile to beckon me
closer to not look
back at life come
lately heartless
without forgiveness

she never told me
who she was as i
took her hand in mine
holding tightly we
twirled dancing
free, Ā cutting

loose the winding sheet
collecting our shadow
unto ourself as we
sped toward loving

who we had to become
she never told me
who she was
she did not have to
for she was me

Ā© May 2012 Renee Espriu

16 Replies to “She Never Told Me”

  1. Renee, this touched me greatly.. I wonder my friend just how many of us have met that other soul within ourselves.. So much a part and yet at times almost a stranger. But always One.. We could all do with finding out that part ā€˜who never told Meā€™ she was there, until we look deep within and she was there all the time.. .. Love to you my friend.. Loved this Poem.. Brilliant, One of your Best xx And you have lots of Bests to choose from šŸ™‚ xxx Sue

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    1. Thanks Brian! This is a prior post but am getting ready to leave Sat to go to CA to see my dad so between work and what not decided to put something out there that would be new to dVerse. It was a lifelong journey, in a matter of speaking, that began just 20yrs ago now. But better late than never.

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