Annie Cordelia Adams
For Scooner, With More To Follow - Poem by Annie Cordelia Adams
Asymptotic fall. It's like I'll Always
never see you again. Happenstance. And
I'm happy about it. Longing. The
part where I know I'll always see
you. Rigid. And we'll scrape our edges
against the other's. Lasting. Until we're
smooth with the touch of that everlasting
darkness we all find.
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