Wander Date: Tuesday, 5th June 2012 @ 12:23:51 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: cathartic I don't love you anymore but sometimes my fingertips hover Wounded hearts heal But broken spirits wander A quarter to three Time stretches out its hands to surrender And I'll meet you along the shores of our memory Distance only makes the mind search longer Until I hear you whisper, "Do you remember me?" I don't love you anymore but sometimes my fingertips hover Wounded hearts heal and broken spirits wander This poem is Copyright © cathartic Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=172822