we eke out our time
together
lust, like, desire, even love
we mete out s l o w l y
all we don’t know about
each other remains
safe in the future, like
presents wrapped and waiting
for birthdays still years off
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- And is there anything else worth opening and loving!...
Rated and loved for memories of childhood pulled kicking and screaming to adulthood...
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This is an old poem, almost a decade.
I think I finally finished it last night. (Talk about a slow hand!)
together"
I love this expression. You have a unique way of saying quite a bit with very few words.
I may try to fit this little poem into a longer poem I'm working on, if I can figure out what that one is about...maybe someday you'll see these words again in another piece.
Is it plagiarism if I do it to myself?
"...when the best is yest to come..."
Thank you.
Thanks much.
Sometimes that something, is difficult to face.
And it really did happen just like this. So slowly. Sometimes, agonizing slowly, but I gave into trusting that I couldn't control or even make an impact on the pace. It had to be how it was.
This is the same friend about whom I wrote the poem ,"Because I Don't Think He Will Ever See This". Things are changing now.