Commitment

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Who am I

to make such

promises?

Just a whisper.

A moment.

Just a sentence

in a story

so fully written.

But we are

no longer

invincible, love;

there is no time

for reservations.

That would be

the foolish thing.


©2015, Jen Payne, #19 National Poetry Month

Image: Lovers in the Bibliothek, Ernst Ludwig Kirchner

 

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