thank god someone wrote this song
and you heard it in the car, yesterday
and called
you said,
i have not met someone worth loving
in a long time
you said,
to love someone is to build on the slippery slope
of your own conviction
i have not yet forgotten how to be lonely.
i’ve been fighting the dawn, pink tipped,
where the white sand touches the grasping fingers of the sea
you hold my hand like i am about to fall,
the hole between us closed now,
nevermind what fell out
i replace my left hand with
your left hand
you hold yourself,
and laugh
Author notes
The trick was
to disappear
simultaneously
without words,
effort or a glance.
- joshua marie wilkinson, lug your careless body out of the careful dusk
all children are sad,
but some get over it
- Margaret Atwood, morning in the burned house
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i have fallen in love with your poetry. hi, new favorite!
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Hoho! Hooray!
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this is beautiful
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thank you.
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yes
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<3
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"thank god someone wrote this song
and you heard it in the car, yesterday
and called"
this first line, i love, i love i love.
i love the whole poem too, but what a way to catch your reader and bring them into the poem.
this is something a little different for you -- it's love???
yes -- this to me feels like love.
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let's hope not too much love, since they're taken! but yes. this was a normal acquaintance becoming a sudden friend. and that is the best kind of love.
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