In a quaint new world let’s meet,
sipping coffee at a placid fancy joint.

Let’s bleed all that we hid,
to finally be in accord.

To lull amidst the angst,
and to let go of all that we hold against.
Let’s meet, reflect and melt,
but only if you vow to set me free at last,
Break me off your desire and gaze,
for we’ve been stuck too long in this maze.


11 thoughts on “Closure

      1. Well, I hope you’ll find something that you like. I enjoyed the ethereal quality of your poetry. I noticed you had single word titles and was wondering what a poem would look like with the title: “Contagious” Something about your poetry prompted that word for me.πŸ˜€


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