Wordsmith

I’ve met my soul mate a million times before

In this pub, or that bar, in this club, or that café

Even on the internet, I’ve seen it, heard it all

Over and over, like a play

Empathy! The poet’s message

Of loves lost or found

Of promises kept, broken or bound

Part of the blessing, or the curse

Of the wordsmith, who in verse

Through continuous self-reflection, introspection and solitude

Through experience rewound, spat out, chewed and reviewed

Is to always see, feel, understand things, secrets, intuitively

About life, about the world, about you, about me

So that everyone else can share with the empathy

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