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How We Used to Be
#WritcoPoemPrompt70
You took my pulse without ever touching me,
Like honey and flowers, you were my bumble-bee
The first gaze was all I needed to be caught in your snare,
Like the sun at dusk, your kind was rare.
Our early days together were filled with lots of fun,
Like a snail and its shell, we were stuck like one,
Overtime I saw the you that had been hidden behind your kisses,
Like fire and water, we have become as distant as this.
© Imole Olusanya
You took my pulse without ever touching me,
Like honey and flowers, you were my bumble-bee
The first gaze was all I needed to be caught in your snare,
Like the sun at dusk, your kind was rare.
Our early days together were filled with lots of fun,
Like a snail and its shell, we were stuck like one,
Overtime I saw the you that had been hidden behind your kisses,
Like fire and water, we have become as distant as this.
© Imole Olusanya
