Ariel

An aftershock: I feel again the way I did
When we were close. I look into her lovely
Face and listen to her saying almost anything
To keep me there. I know, and know that she
Does, too, that we are right to be together,
Never mind the noisome facts, but soon
The aftershock has passed, and she and I
Are far apart because, though we were
Right together, there were noisome facts.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-09-05 at 14:27

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