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I love you
the children in the
neighborhood are
all asleep
the back alley is
quiet and sags
with discontent
night wears a face
of crooked
mourning
you are not
here
I am not
there
we can never quite
get it
right
Published 20th Aug 2022
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Anonymous
20th Aug 2022 9:32am
Damn timing... it's often the hardest obstacle to overcome....
Great ink, bk.
🌹 💙
Great ink, bk.
🌹 💙
20th Aug 2022 5:38pm
I love the simplicity and feeling of this. You’ve done a great job of painting a picture from the perspective of missing your person. 🥰
20th Aug 2022 5:45pm
21st Aug 2022 2:13am
Dear BK,
Your last stanza has just summed up every relationship I’ve ever been in. This is a spot on write.
H🌷
Your last stanza has just summed up every relationship I’ve ever been in. This is a spot on write.
H🌷
21st Aug 2022 2:39pm
29th Aug 2022 8:31pm
Romance and happenstance sometimes have all the luck or mishaps that make for great poetry, tugging at the heart.
30th Aug 2022 00:17am
