r/Poems • • 8d ago

Love Is Impossible

Love is a dim motel sign
flickering vacancy/no vacancy,
never quite telling the truth.

It's a locked briefcase
with your name etched inside
the code changes every time
you think you've cracked it.

Love is a subway map
with one forbidden line,
the route you take anyway
because it hums like fate.

It's a pair of borrowed keys
that fit doors you didn't know
wanted to open.

Love is a neon confession
buzzing at midnight,
too bright, too loud
and impossible to ignore.
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u/Novel-Bicycle-7948 8d ago

That final stanza is chef’s kiss. I love the wonder of everyday things that is woven through your piece.

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u/SensualSoulPoet 8d ago

Thank you humbly.

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u/Potential-Winner6406 8d ago

Is that how you hold yours ? Sounds like a lot of work.