twenty-one

where
the night
is cold
inside a
room and
the thoughts
are timid
to shout
in the air

where
the heart
is beating
and to
hate
is a lesser
feeling
but to
love
is the
greatest

where
you
and i
are endless
lovers who
wish
there’s no
distance
that can
tear us apart

 

2014

About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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