Totality
Fri 19 April 2024
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Poetry
I reached across the table for her hand and said
You’re an eclipse
I pursued you across miles and years
Knowing you would be magical
Hungering for a glimpse of you
Preparing to worship you
And when I finally found you
You were infinitely more than I could have imagined
She took her hand back
And tapped ash off her cigarette and said
You’re an eclipse
A lot of promises
And then over in three minutes