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 Jul 18
ProfMoonCake
Pen touches paper
All I write is still your name
My heart stays the same
 Jul 17
ProfMoonCake
I like this place.
I can take three weeks
to change my age.

Happy Birthday.

Now admit it
to the poets—
who don’t really care.
I guess I grew up!
 Jul 17
ProfMoonCake
A familiar longing haunts me,
for a face I've never seen,
a body I've never held
and a mind I've never known.
 Jul 17
ProfMoonCake
One, Two, Three - Strike
underneath the lies and stories
we both just wanted a hug
 Jul 17
ProfMoonCake
I am in love with tomorrow
The one where I swim oceans,
Write at a bistro in Paris,
Drown my sorrows in Bombay rains.
 Jul 17
ProfMoonCake
I have asked God for thousands of wishes,
None of them were you,
God is adamant too-
She says I’ll only grant the ones
that have no trace of you.
 Jul 17
ProfMoonCake
I jumped the gun.
Made the playlist.
Planned the vacation.
Did the work.

Might as well go alone.

— The End —