Tonight's Poet Corner: Sonnet Solstice #412

The Only Way
by Belinda Roddie

The only way I can get through this is
to pretend that my whole reality
is just a dream. The only way I'll miss
the worst moments is to wake up and see
that this life is impermanent and frail.
And now that you're with me and I'm with you,
I notice how everyone else just pales
in comparison. Now, the only true
love I have in buried in our embrace,
and while I wish this could last forever,
there's only so long we can run this race,
only so rough of pain we can endure.
The only way I get through this somehow,
is to pretend I'm dreaming with you now.

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