A Good Thing

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.


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