Disparate Love

Jerry Reynolds

 

Of all the summer nights I’ve known

When I pressed my lips upon your own

I would never venture to tell you this-

Dear lady, I fear, it’s not me you kiss.

  • Author: Jerry Reynolds (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 25th, 2021 09:07
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  • User favorite of this poem: AwHec8.
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Comments9

  • orchidee

    A nice write Jerry.

  • Trenz Pruca

    Good one.

  • FredPeyer

    Love it!

  • Doggerel Dave

    Uncertainty and ambivalence, eh Jerry? Brought to the surface an old memory I thought buried.
    Should still say thanks, I suppose....'Good write'

    • Jerry Reynolds

      Thanks, Dave. Sorry for the dredge.

    • AwHec8

      Reminds me of a song called "Bad is Bad." Where in the song, a love note is found on the table with a strange pair of shoes underneath the bed. Because Sometimes Bad is Bad. That I listen to when I want to reminisce about an ex I once was with. Good Write there Jerry bad memory though. Don

    • Olivia.

      Love this

    • dusk arising

      You made me chuckle. Such negative thoughts entering the mind at such a time as your lips meet. There must be be deep rooted reason.

    • Goldfinch60

      Very good words Jerry with a sadness in them.

      Andy

    • L. B. Mek

      timing is crazy, I just finished writing something on a similar topic, needless to say no way near as refined as your write today, still makes me think how interconnected we are - in some aspects of our lives,
      this is a hauntingly relatable and somewhat mystical read,
      thanks for sharing this gem Jerry

      • Jerry Reynolds

        Thanks, L.B. I noticed that as well - sometimes - though miles apart what we share on a given day is derivative of each other. A puzzle to contemplate. Why do we select the same thesis on the same day?



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