Dyad
Repeating a short poem I wrote some years ago.
I laughed
You smiled
I growled
You sighed
I was loud
You were quiet
I live
You died
The traits
that defined us
were the differences
that bound us
that kept us in
our loving thrall
You were my muse
my sage
the better part of us
It was my pleasure
my privilege
to walk beside you.
© amman 2022
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(@amman)Thanks, Goth. Must get motivated to start contributing again.
(@featheredwing)I really enjoyed your expression of words in this poem.
Featheredwing.
(@amman)Thanks.
(@ionicus)A lovely expression of love and a beautiful tribute, Tony.
My best wishes.
(@amman)Thanks, Luigi.