The new and disappearing dew
The new and disappearing dew
She wanted a love poem
different than any I’ve
written before. The old
poems somehow didn’t
apply any more.
Sure, my love for her has
changed. I have given her
my name.
She said she wanted a poem
that was as new as the
morning dew, but I reminded
her the sun rose each day
and the drops on the leaves
eventually went away. Then
she said this poem was okay.
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