
September 2022
( prompt used…”if i could turn you into poetry” )
If I could turn you into poetry, I would make a symmetry of your name.
With metaphors and rhymes, I could then make you mine.
I would keep you forever in my heart, but I know that is only a dream because you never think of me.
I am only a faded memory without scar or wound, and my name is put away in a box labelled “never exhume”.
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