Poem: Abort

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Sometimes
even when all systems say go
and blue skies beckon
like a smile that never ends,
it’s best to hold back,
to stop
and think
that any decision taken now

at this pining hiatus,
however right it may seem,
might turn our worlds
into something neither wants.
Your face, your smile.
Those eyes.
I shall wear them inside

© copyright David F. Barker 2013

5 thoughts on “Poem: Abort

  1. I like this poem, how full the word “worlds”, how two worlds can come close, almost touch, then go back into their own orbits – yet, that almost touch deepens them yet more.

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