My One and Only

My love, of course, has gone away. It's been
So long that I have ceased to see her absence
As a loss. My friends remain. I'm glad they
Do, yet you know how it is with them.
They're fun, but there always will be a
Subtle tension when we meet. It's only
When I'm home with you that I'm
Contented and at ease. Pretty poppy
Promise me that you won't ever leave.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-08-05 at 15:47

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