Premonition

“Was the dream a premonition?

Out of breath and full of sweat.

In the dark interpretation.

But she hasn’t got that yet.

I was nothing short of subtle.

A smile, a nod, a giggle laugh.

I wanted love and not forgiveness.

But we don’t get to choose our path.

Oh, such anger in that beauty!

“Why am I cut off from life?”

I knew I should have held my answer.

“Because you’re someone else’s wife.”

Dennis Mantin

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