love hesitates at the door
not knowing if it should come inside
or if it would be more polite to leave
and leave them alone, in peace
love prickles at the sight it sees:
a changing landscape,
not the play of light on the water and trees
but the construction workers moving in
love finds itself doubting
and believing not what it hears and sees,
but what it believes
without listening.
Selite:
oletus
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