“She’s the one,” said she.
“How can that possibly be?” asked I.
“I don’t even know what she looks like.”
“She’s the one,” was her reply.
“How do I know?”
“Have faith.”
“But…”
“Trust”
“Yea, but…”
“What is your heart telling you?”
“My heart?”
“Your heart.”
“I love her.”
“But you’ve never even met.”
“We must have.”
“How can that be?”
“I don’t know. But I’ve known her forever.
I can feel it.”
“And…?”
“I’ve got to go to her.”
“Why?”
“She’s the one.”
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Creative poem. I've never read one with so much conversation. I like it. The title is a bit cumbersome and uninviting. Try for one or two words that will capture a readers attention. Best wishes with this piece.
Karen
