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Tomorrow

04 Feb

 

Tomorrow

always sounds

so seductive

full of potential

and promise.

 

But tomorrow

I may be gone

you may be gone

someone

will be gone.

 

Tomorrow

will be the day

you regret

what you didn’t do

today.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by William Oxer

 
9 Comments

Posted by on February 4, 2020 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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9 responses to “Tomorrow

  1. Daughter of Light

    February 5, 2020 at 8:20 am

    You have a romantic morbidity about your writings, a little mournful with dark clouds above your head shooting out tiny thunderbolts yet you’re no where near dead. What drives you to write? Do I belong to you, are we mated by soul?

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    • Romantic Dominant

      February 5, 2020 at 10:09 am

      I am just a juggler of words. Smiles. And no, you do not belong to me.

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  2. thereluctantpoet

    February 6, 2020 at 1:47 am

    Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.

    Liked by 1 person

     
  3. Romina

    February 6, 2020 at 6:50 pm

    Beautiful x

    Liked by 1 person

     
  4. eragoddesoflove

    August 13, 2020 at 11:17 pm

    Same for us all ..

    Liked by 1 person

     

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