Commoner

I am incapable 
In my existence 
To fathom the love that I receive 
It is not ever same
Everyday the envelope takes a distinct figure 
Adding to my muddle 
Each day it alters its scent
But it boils me to think 
How is it love if days can recast it 
Or is it that 
My feeble mind 
Is incapable of 
Knowing the love of the titled 
For my letters if ever posted 
Would always smell the same
But I do know 
I am incapable 
Of grossing a response to it
As it would be dull to love a commoner 
For who has known only one scent

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Beata Agustin

Date: 3/11/2025 1:49:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.