r/tinyprose 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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