A Certain Doubt

it has been here
do you see it? she points to a
black spot
on the white mantel

it's been there i said
never shall it be removed
it is part of the landscape on the table
and without which,
mind you
this table would be incomplete

she feels uneasy about it
there is this certain doubt if she really knows
about me

it is enough that she sits by my side
lays her head on my shoulder and then we enjoy
most the silence
between our concerns

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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