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Superposition

Smile at me. And let us speak of mutual friends

And ends that shouldn’t justify the means

And hint at dreams that won’t stay still but bends

And forks, and fogs, and determines.

How have you played? I offer mine

In time the stories become as one

And between two meeting minds

No line nor shadow cross the sun.

Come hear me tell you of your height

Bright in the chambers of your heart

Of brave new starts and seize the light

And courage, courage to depart!

Beneath the smiling voices trembles

In infradecibel a soundless hope

Playing episodes unseen and rambles

Unformed, reformed, upon a tightrope.

Oh in the end just speak, it matters not

A jot of what or when – but make it true

Come smile anew at things forgot

And prove a love innocent of rue.

 

– Kuala Lumpur

 

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2 thoughts on “Superposition

  1. It’s been awhile since I’ve read poetry put this poem really stands out to me. For some reason I thought of travel and the love affair with nature with this poem.

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