The wandering lover’s final, lingering hope

bernardsbarnes Poetry, , , , , , , , , ,
look for her with self-imposed singularity
set yourself, like a ball on the tee
destined for impact
air, hover, and fall
the fall is disappointment
emptiness, doubt, and pain
avoid the fall
accept she’s gone

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