2012 Poem by Reich Junker

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Reich Junker

Reich Junker

La Carlota City, Negros Occidental, Philippines

2012



Summer, six years ago... we met;
Not in the flesh,
But in words and metaphors;
We got drunk in philosophy,
Had our fill of haunting melodies,
Drenched in art and other abstracts of life.

You were raw and blunt,
I had an emotional range of a teaspoon,
You were dark and deep,
I was shallow,
But we met halfway,
Somewhere between certain and uncertain,
In a place called almost.

Friday, May 17, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: love and friendship
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Reich Junker

Reich Junker

La Carlota City, Negros Occidental, Philippines
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