Pectin
I don’t quite understand you
But you’re in everything I touch
My love for you feels real
But is truly artificial
Impossible to spot with the naked eye
You nevertheless influence so much of my life
Sweeten my day
Please don’t go, stay
I’ll keep taking out loans
Go on, congeal in my bones
Convince me you’re necessary
Without ever really knowing you’re there
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Austin! I’m so glad to see you are doing Lexington Poetry Month again! I always enjoy reading your work and this one made me smile.
I actually had to look up pectin to find out what it even means!