romeo and juliet grown up

romeo and juliet grow up                            December 21, 2015
my inbox is full
but your name isn’t here.
i don’t want to hear
another man’s jokes
with your voice in my ear
from a late night call.
maybe we are too old
to revisit those nights
when we frantically fit
every second we could
fitting our teenage bodies together.
did we have some premonition
that like juliet and romeo
we would be consigned to separation?
our tragedy not swift and fatal
for we clung to our survival
but one of being middle-aged
with this ache still in our hearts.

About m

My ego wants to think I'm a writer but my heart knows I'm just another one of God's Kids who sometimes has words to say. 2 human kids and 3 feline kids call me Mom. Or Mooooooom. Or mewom, depending which you ask. I'm kinda-sorta busy being a student again; this time I signed myself up for a bizarre torture known as Graduate School. Theoretically in 4ish years I'll have earned some more nice letters to put with my name. Let's face it, I'm addicted to learning and probably need rehab to restore me to sanity and remove the obsession to read books. I don't remember what free time is but I think I like to spend it sleeping or playing in the mud on a river bank.
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