You meet or met;
Not long ago.
You from somewhere in Kokomo, (that’s Indiana),
Or in Goa, India.
Or goodness knows – it happened anyhow.
Warmth turned to passion,
Fashioned from that crossing passage
Into one another’s lives.
Pair-tners waxing like the moon.
The snoring, interruptions,
Mannerisms, quirks, needs, those discussions,
Frame of mind.
Its whole attire tiring.
Time scale of no import,
Both or one
Work out, discover, come to grips :
And too, the pair-tnership.
You fire him or her,
Or he or she fires you
From love that turned into a job.
Although you sob you’ve not been robbed.
It’s fair to say
And not deride
The faults, blemishes on either side,
For condemnation’s not the way.
The plot and play’s scenario
Are all too
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