mou col Poet Free verse

echo

when we lay our eyes
upon one another's
does my gaze cast the sliver of suspicion
that colors my every thought of you?

knock knock - hear the echo?
as ever the great pretender
I prefer to live in fantasy

playing with pain
because I know
the way this could hurt
couldn't hurt and
the way this could please
could be fun and

falling in and
falling out and
familiar feelings
are only ever just an echo -

might as well play

it couldn't hurt
it couldn't hurt

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