Thursday, December 11, 2014


She was the space and all the dashes
Sometimes forgotten
But always there
Putting words together
With just a smile
For just a while.

Then he saw her
Because he was a linguist
And he knew
How much she was of value

But she never did
So no one did

So he became a punctuation
A comma
A period
All so she would never be
Alone Again.

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