The Poetry of Primadonna Angela

Primadonna Angela


I Still Owe You Things

Is time capable of
diminishing one's feelings?
I can still recall our last meeting
Didn't have the chance to hug you good bye.

You just walked out of my life
Sometimes you turn back
just to say hi
Then disappear to the crowd
I am hurt like a child:
irrationally, illogically
I could recall your promise
You told me you'd always be there

Well, then, where are you
when I am in need?
You leave no trace, moving ahead
Faster, faster, unreachable

I still can't accept the fact that
I won't see you again
I owe you a last hug, a last
handshake
then I'll finally be able to let go.

29-07-1999