You’re so secluded,
your emotions, your thoughts.
I’m still a little lost
as it comes to you…us.
I can tell it’s not just lust.
There’s a connection, we click.
And as lost as I may be
I can’t get you out of my mind.
Just like a Rubik’s cube I’m trying,
so hard, to figure you out.
Just like Coffee, I can’t get your taste
out of my mouth.
On the verge of putting the puzzle away.
they always said, “All good things come to an end.”
Just don’t ruin a good thing,
before it could be great.
Poetry 101 Rehab: Connection.
Featured image by Nicholi Stevens.
I really love this…that connection you feel but not sure what the other party thinks .. Great poem 🙂
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Thanks Ginni 🙂
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This was a lovely exploration on connection. No one would to ruin it before it became great. Very engaging poem.
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Thank you 🙂
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Thank you for a very poignant thought on connection!
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Thanks Andy.
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That’s fun. Enjoyed it. The poem has a nice bounce to it.
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Thank you 🙂
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