Thoughts on thoughts and images of beautiful things

An Ode to Love


Dabbling in a bit of poetry…here’s the first of a few to come.


Start. Stop.

Always fading.

Consistency hides in the background,

peaking out when it desires.


You. Me.

One, two. The same? Separate?

Similar, and each our own.

But together once in a while


Loving, hating

Never liking

Talking in whispers

Scared of what might come out


Always hoping

Never satisfied

With the constant almost

That defines our ways


Regret, fulfillment

Too scared to accept either

So both lurk above

Our very distant bodies


Forward or backward

Which way do we go

When uncertainty leads the way

Time will tell our fate that lies ahead

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