Lyric Poem · Love
Still
After all the years and weather,
after every flight delayed,
after arguments in IKEA
and the bed we never made —
when you walk into a room,
my heart, that old cliché,
still does the thing it did
on the very first day.
Original poem © QuillOak — free for personal use.
“Still” by The QuillOak Editors — quilloak.com/poems/still-the-thing-it-did
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