This Place Of Love Poem by Stephen Holcombe

This Place Of Love



I find myself moving towards a place too well known,
I hesitate and then move anyway,
it seems as if this place has not future for me,
but how did I get here,
and what has become of this place since I've been gone,
that it be so dark and distant now,
have I ever truly been here before,
or just thought I might have known of a place unlike this place.

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