Once Again

Once again, we peer at snowflakes falling
Out of separate windows, yours in Boulder,
Mine in Lincoln, from beneath our separate
Blankets, sipping something meant to warm
Us.  I could call, but what's the point?  We'd
Repeat we miss each other, curse our incongruent
Fates, and consider once more making promises
We cannot keep.  I can't afford to come to Boulder.
You won't leave the mountains, so we say we
Wish we were together, but I guess we don't
Enough.  Take care if you must brave
The weather.  I don't plan to go outside.
Instead, I'll make a fire and try not to want
You here.

Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-11-15 at 19:56

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arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
Together alone. Been in that bind once too often and is a dying that we live through and a harrowing process to the inner self.