If life is poetry than love is the line
break. Give me space to think, time
to believe. The first verse is friends,
the second I believe to be hate
but in between I think of the way
you rhyme with I. There is power
in our silence. There is strength
in the words we do not speak. Keep
me in this stanza. Don’t let me slip
into an ending .
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