a shift
oh, once i was enthralled
by the idea of sensuality
the word touch
and the words be touched
meant everything to me
then, one day, i was visited
by a ghost
we had a conversation
when it was over
i hardly knew what had been said
or what to think
except
the word touch
and the words be touched
had lost meaning
while the word comfort
and the words be comforted
resonated deeply
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2021-03-20 at 13:28
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