Love letter to an object

O, you my love
Took my breath
Couldn’t live a day without
the ease you gave to me.
Help beyond a counsel’s couch
Even in my dreams or fears
A comfort given
Suddenly I realized some loves are toxic
We had to part
I gave you up
But never forgot
Your smoky touch
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2 Comments

  1. Midwest Fantasy on 1st April, 2018 at 8:13 am

    Clever!

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