Finally, indulge myself

At last,
  pretence can be dropped.

No longer on the stage.

Slowly,
  finally, let it in.

Nothing I could do.
   Knew it was coming.

Bit of privacy was needed.

Til we meet again.

Reviews

[Yellow Butterfly]

I am liking your short punchy writes.... very gritty making the reader want more..

but you know what... nah... this is just enough (thanks) where's my manners

[Jon Roggie]

I just feel natural setting up the scene. What anyone takes, and makes their own, just adds to a simple moment.

[Yellow Butterfly]

and that's how poetry should be... *smiles*

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~ i think it's great when "pretense can be dropped" even if it's painful... ~ the most momentous encounter of my life thus far was a lot like this piece... ~ i hope the opportunity to meet again presents itself sometime in the future... ~ a very insightful poem... i relate to it a lot...