A Love That Cannot Be Forgotten
i switched you off
like a light bulb at eleven
o'clock in the
evening
the sofa and the
carpet on the floor
are dead
asleep
you still shine brightly
blinking like neon lights in the
Christmas park
inside
my mind
in the middle of my
own darkness
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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