Infatuation

A love spoken too soon
brings bitter frost to tender shoots

And one too late
heralds the scorching drought of summer

So let us never speak
Let us never meet

And see each other as from the first –
Impossible, beautiful dream

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Author: redgladiola

Creative writer happily predisposed to flights of fancy. You can find my poetry and short prose at https://redgladiola.wordpress.com

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