we’re not alone
i don’t think that we are alone
if we were
i would not see these faces in the bushes
these hands grabbing at mine from beneath the pebbles in the water
/
i don’t think that we are alone
if we were
there would be no warmth to feel when i embrace you
and no loss of warmth to mourn
when i lose you every morning
/
i don’t think that we are alone
if we were
we would not be here
giving birth to each other
over again
Author’s note: This standalone poem is also part of a poetry collection that forms a short story, named ‘Love, Death’ — you can read the collection in ascending order on Medium.
About The Author: Author of over 20+ web-serials & novels, published by Tapas.io, recent addition to the Wattpad Stars program, and Winner of Tapas’s 2018 Summer Writing Competition, Beau Van Dalen’s stories have amassed a total of over one million reads online — between short stories, poems, novels and scripts, he can always be found with a pen in hand.
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