Reunion
She came to me this morning
A guest from my past
With whom I had been intimate for months.
She’s so enticing.
I was in bed then,
Let her lie beside me,
Covered her with my wet blanket.
We hugged and whispered words into each other’s ears,
Tales of the times when we were far away,
When we were strangers.
She held me tightly, would not let go
And I, feeling her familiar shape,
Drowned in her hug
And once again
The past became the present.
Oh, my dear Lady Pain,
Oh, my lovely Countess of Depression,
Though you have so many guises,
I will ever keep in mind the way you make me feel,
In your hugs I’ll always turn
To pulp,
To nothing.
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