A Clandestine Affair

I can’t quit you, poem

Even if prose calls me

You bear more than the other

To me, a better lover.

You reflect my heart perfectly

Showcasing my ability

Through you I can be honest

Showing me at my finest.

I wish people were like you

Sometimes they just don’t have a clue

They just don’t get my cue

Hence, leaving me so blue.

Poem, you are to me

A strange weave of curiosity

will you remain to be

A clandestine affair to me?

clandestine affair

                                           ♦ ♦ ♦


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