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And
when I'm lost
its poetry that finds me
holding me close
till my erratic heart
calms down.
When in love
she smiles knowingly
letting herself be molded
in any manner
to pour out my amour
When betrayed
I take refuge in her vastness
hugging her tight
as I write out my tears
and fears
When happy
she joins me in
doing a jig
singing non-sensical verses
till we fall in a heap
of laughter
When devastated
by loss
she reminds me of
the ephemerality of life
propping me up
she urges me to
reminisce about the good times
and
all the craziness indulged in
Sometimes
like a runaway bride
she leaves me stranded at the altar
embarrassed
confused
mentally blocked
refusing even a peep
of a word
Poetry is my only true friend
everywhere,
every time
everyday.
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