You smile, head tilting a little, lips parting a little,
showing your perfect teeth,
wearing your favorite dark suit and and striped tie.
The same wholesome smile,
for the last ten years--
photo freezes time; webpage for eternity.
You're ten years older now,
a bigger waist, a rounder chin, deeper laugh lines.
I imagine.
You think nothing like me--
actually you think towards the opposite direction.
You have a good life and you don't want to change.
If we ever agree on anything,
it will be pure luck and rare occurrences.
My rational self tells me:
Familiarity often broods boredom;
connection can transform the taste--
from sweet to bitter.
It's futile.
But who cares about being rational
when love is in the air?
I've changed the lock to my dream,
but you keep coming
grinning charmingly from ear to ear.
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A beautiful poem. Lovely. 😊
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gorgeous imagery. thank you for your wonderful sense of rhythm and image.
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Thank you for your comment. It makes me smile. 😜😊
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Beautiful image, changing the lock in your dreams. But live always finds a way. Lovely poem.
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Thank you for visiting and commenting. Yes, love finds way to jostle us around and memories won’t leave us alone. LOL.
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Very very sweet🥰 changing the lock 🔐 is a cute image..but the memories do escape nevertheless from all locks!
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Our memories are uncontrollable. LOL. Sometimes I want to order it to just bring back the good memories and forget all the bad memories, but to no avail. LOL.
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This is awesomely written. I love the changed the lock line at the end!
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Thank you and love your comment, as always. Love and hope are two things that will never die. LOL.
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Your words make me want to be the guy with the wholesome smile and perfect teeth. I should wear my dark suit and striped tie more often.
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Thank you for reading and commenting. LOL. The person we loved will never go away. I still look at his picture online from time to time. Writing is therapeutic and it release the tension. LOL.
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We can change the locks to our dream, but it won’t help if the person is already residing in us, I our heart and mind. As Pooja said, memories can be haunting.
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That’s so true. Memories don’t listen to our command. They come and go at will–very impertinent and very uncaring towards our feelings.
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Sometimes memories can be haunting.
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I am tortured by memory and I hope writing bad poems can help me cope. LOL.
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Funny how old lovers never leave one’s mind.
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They will never leave. Once one loves somebody, he will be on your mind forever, no matter what.
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Great poem.
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Thank you 😊😉
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Very peaceful words 😌
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Thank you 😉😊💖
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