black & white
this is intimacy beyond intimacy
another realm beyond touch though
touch would be nice in the karma
to come when we are nineteen again
at our peak in our prime primed
too young and stupid to even know
how brilliant we are even in the moment
we will take for granted our give and take
like a cigarette smoked without thought
or a love that will haunt forever
you don't even know what you've done
with this gift of black & white
Poetry by jim
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Written on 2020-03-24 at 21:54
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