Unfinished.... - Poem by RIC BASTASA

when you are finished with love
you move out
wearing another dress code
you open the same door
which you have just closed behind
and you leave nothing
except perhaps a little shame and
some regrets
but just the same you are into this
mode of picking up the broken pieces
saying this is love after all
and i shall heave no sigh.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 30, 2015

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