One Poem

Only one small poem
To make everything right;
It's not to show them
Any burden is light,
Rather a sudden wish
To deny I'm foolish.

I may lack the will
To close a chapter,
I linger on. Still.
Describe you thereafter,
Count words like moments,
Imagine your comments.

I may badly miss
Your candid direct speech,
Commas gone amiss,
Paper needing bleach,
Handwriting so edgy,
The ink - all smudgy...

But I've got one small poem,
Worth more than a whole book;
Only mine, never meant for them.
A short lifetime is what it took
To see it is not an excuse -
The metaphor of you is my muse.

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