Gone Again

If I wanted
I could fill a page
with language
beautiful
as an exotic labyrinth
blooming with
fragrance
and colors
so complimentary
it might pull
your attention away
from the one thing
I want to say—
so instead
I’ll speak to you
in words so sharp
and precise
it won’t even hurt
when they cut you:
I have never been lost,
my love—
even when
you were trying so hard
to find me.

 

DeMaris Gaunt
9-4-15

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