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Carsyn Smith
Poems
Dec 2013
I Will See You Next Hour
If I am the minute hand,
you will be the hour and
every time I see you,
it feels like the first time.
It seems, no matter how far I go,
I will always run into you again.
Around n' around...
Time n' time again...
It seems we're stuck on treadmills,
never going anywhere
but constantly dreaming
of a far away finish line.
We'll trip and stumble,
just as all humans do,
but you'll never see us acknowledge it.
Our rule: talk about but never to.
Deep in my bones,
there is an ache that shakes me,
but no matter what I swear
I will see you next hour.
It is similar to a curse
that binds us with unchecked will.
No explanation-
just our actions that
feel
right.
So many questions as to
Why
but how am I to explain
something that sits in my bones
and tells me
Do
I'll say goodbye,
but what good will that do?
If I am the minute hand,
I will see you next hour.
Written by
Carsyn Smith
PA, USA
(PA, USA)
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