The Rules Rolled Into One - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

i never want to argue with

it is just a waste of time
we are a busy couple
we sit for breakfast, talk,
in between sips of coffee,
chew, swallow, wipe our
lips with a tissue, talk again,
nothing is wrong, we assure
ourselves, we can't waste time
on something wrong,
we move, we keep on moving,
we keep believing that both
of us can be right, all at the same
time, we come home at night,
not at the same time, we take
dinner, candle light, soft words,
rewind the day, talk about other
people of our lives, we make a
rule, nothing bad must spoil this
moment of our togetherness,
time is short, we ponder upon
the last light of the candle, and
never forget how its perfume smells.

then we sleep together. tired, so tired.
even in dreams we like to talk about
ourselves. we never waste time
arguing about differences.
it is just a waste of time because
we are a busy couple trying to love
each other than take in hate.
and these are the rules we make
for ourselves.And rules are rules.
Rolled into one. Love

Topic(s) of this poem: love

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 11, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, April 11, 2014

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