@ Fort Totten
Ah… I could not wait to get to this one. The following was inspired by Langston Hughes’ A Dream Deferred. Please check out the link.
A Love Deferred
What happens to a love deferred?
Does it dry up like dew in the morning sun?
Does it age and become fine
the way pressed grapes turn into wine
Or does it eat away at the soul the way cancer can metastasize?
Does it become softer, fonder and sweeter with age
Will it make me run forever
Or write page after page?
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