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My hair stains the sheets in a tangle.
My body lies quiet, an afterthought,
Under stanzas of love marks and sweat;
You are leaving tomorrow, I love you, and wonder:
Am I a poet yet?
My fingers search through your hair,
Trace up the curve of an ear,
Caress a full, swollen petal of a lip,
Trying to find you under the beauty, the covers;
You are leaving tomorrow, I love you, and wonder:
Am I a poet yet?
Soon I'll stare out at the sky and the sea,
And it will only be me, the gulls, and what used to be.
You'll meet different eyes, with a lovelier slant,
Our passion will be a stranger from a foreign land.
You say you'll be back, and I smile and wave,
As if I believed the promises you gave.
Then I'll turn from you quietly, roll over sigh,
A question after this goodbye:
He loved me, he left me,
The story's the same as every other ever wrote,
All I've left is memories, a pen, and a note,
And a question to ask of a page and a thought:
He loved me, he left me on the wind that brought him here.
Am I a poet yet?
My body lies quiet, an afterthought,
Under stanzas of love marks and sweat;
You are leaving tomorrow, I love you, and wonder:
Am I a poet yet?
My fingers search through your hair,
Trace up the curve of an ear,
Caress a full, swollen petal of a lip,
Trying to find you under the beauty, the covers;
You are leaving tomorrow, I love you, and wonder:
Am I a poet yet?
Soon I'll stare out at the sky and the sea,
And it will only be me, the gulls, and what used to be.
You'll meet different eyes, with a lovelier slant,
Our passion will be a stranger from a foreign land.
You say you'll be back, and I smile and wave,
As if I believed the promises you gave.
Then I'll turn from you quietly, roll over sigh,
A question after this goodbye:
He loved me, he left me,
The story's the same as every other ever wrote,
All I've left is memories, a pen, and a note,
And a question to ask of a page and a thought:
He loved me, he left me on the wind that brought him here.
Am I a poet yet?
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hmmm... I likes it! The work is well written and thought out... but that I feel was in your brain. The expressions used and the imagery is well written although it does leave some place for doubt when... well... perhaps a moment that confused me was the first line itself. It didn't really confuse me but I was uncertain over it.
The story is well stated and yes, it is what every other wrote... but it is well handled. I like the ending... though the... Am I a Poet Yet? in the end did leave me wondering what you mean. Sorry, I am not the best person to fully comprehend subtle poetry so I felt like... it was a bit random. If I were to state what I made out of it, then it would be a person who's main insecurity is Whether she is a poet or not. She writes on every single thing she experiences and converts it into a poem. Even when the person left her, she waved goodbye and returned to her note to ask this question again.
There were moments of rhyme in the work which felt natural although I would have preferred a bit... umm... form I guess
Over all a good work 
The story is well stated and yes, it is what every other wrote... but it is well handled. I like the ending... though the... Am I a Poet Yet? in the end did leave me wondering what you mean. Sorry, I am not the best person to fully comprehend subtle poetry so I felt like... it was a bit random. If I were to state what I made out of it, then it would be a person who's main insecurity is Whether she is a poet or not. She writes on every single thing she experiences and converts it into a poem. Even when the person left her, she waved goodbye and returned to her note to ask this question again.
There were moments of rhyme in the work which felt natural although I would have preferred a bit... umm... form I guess
Over all a good work