The List; a useless love poem (pt. 1)
I asked you
what habits of mine
you found endearing,
not expecting much.
you took a moment after
I asked you
to contemplate what
you found endearing
finally, I was given a list
you took a moment after
allowing me
to contemplate what
was said. I’ve always hated myself
finally, I was given a list
allowing me
to let all of that hate go.
Loved the interlocking phrases repeated and revealing!
I like the look of this, Blaze. Poetry can look like a poem- sound like a poem- and be a poem…