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B.O.B.
I'd never really believed in
"First love."
First like,
Second like,
...Third like,
Maybe even forty-seventh like,
-- And then there would be
LOVE.
Now I believe in
First love,
Second love,
...Third love,
Maybe even forty-seventh love.
A tragedy has occurred.
"First love."
First like,
Second like,
...Third like,
Maybe even forty-seventh like,
-- And then there would be
LOVE.
Now I believe in
First love,
Second love,
...Third love,
Maybe even forty-seventh love.
A tragedy has occurred.
Published 25th Sep 2018
Author's Note
Written circa 1996 when I was but a yute.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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25th Sep 2018 11:25pm
25th Sep 2018 11:51pm
Yes, and maybe there needs to be a sequel to this poem with that theme. I was reminded of this poem by the "Virginity" competition, which led to me chatting with with "B.O.B." We definitely still hold each other in that old loving embrace, even if the manner has changed.
