Reflections On Fishing
I saw an old flame
and it was
so lovely
to see him again
and feel the way
our love bloomed
between us
old and new
and timeless
After we parted
I thought perhaps
i would write to him
throw out a line
of words
so he would bite
and i could reel him in
and see
what sort of fish
he had become
But i just couldn’t
he was too beautiful
swimming away from me
into the flickering
lights and shadows
of his life
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