Tuesday, October 11, 2016

Objects are Not Ghosts

The violet pigment has worn away
and scratches are adding up,
but I know what it says
by heart and soul.

The ring isn't something I wear
every day, but when I do
good luck and abundance
surround me completely.

"Oh, Blue eyes," today I acted
and my life changed forever.
"Yes, Coffee eyes," I hear that -
I wish you well.

The news reminds me that soon
my ring will mean nothing,
but her's is about to be
everything and then some. 

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