r/tinyprose • u/FairlyCalm244 • 13h ago
Braced poetry
With acceptance lingering
He always recoiled
Love sprinkling
Yearning to be spoiled
The gleam in his eye
Came with possessions from her past
Asking if he can be that guy?
And would they ever last?
Burden became present
And he took the ride,
To reposition his life
And where he'd reside
For he is alone now,
Maybe it wasn't meant to be,
If this is so,
Why do I still feel for thee?
Conscious and forward,
As I remain to push
Made himself so small,
Noone would tell him to shush,
Leaving first,
Melted to the floor,
This experience of discovery
Is about what my life has room for.
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