God Only Knows

Seems, no matter how much I resist my role with you is of big brother
The more I reach for you with romance, the more you're moved away
Indeed, but for a twist of fate we find ourselves with another,
Alas, It's not for you n' me to know (at least for now) what's at play

ROTMS

poem by Ray Lucero
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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