TheFeatheredSleep – A poem with a message for one in particular.
When you’re a writer people tend to think
you’re writing about them
that’s if they are arrogant or believe you must feel that way
so often I am not writing about the person who believes I am
so often I want to write that as a preface before the poem
this is not about you / that ship sailed / that ship never was
securely moored or even existed
…
sometimes
or should I say, just once
it was about you
I did want you to know
just as I couldn’t bring myself to say it face to face
or sound the words out loud for fear
what is spoken is then real
…
I didn’t think of myself as a coward, where emotions were concerned
yet found myself floundering and blushing in your presence
like a school child again
perhaps it is because from the outset, you were impossible
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