So It Is

I have to close my eyes to see us
Because there are only two pictures of us together
And my eyes
Have worn the photos out.

Only a few have known that she and I walked hand-in-hand
For what amounts to a short time
In the measuring of lives
And of those who knew
Most were unhappy about it
And remain so.

So it is.

I close my eyes right now and remember a kiss
That destroyed planets, gave birth to stars
And doomed my life to wanting,
Not having.

So it is.

So 
It 
Is.

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John Tustin is currently suffering in exile on Elba but hopes to return to you soon. fritzware.com/johntustinpoetry contains links to his published poetry online.