Even so


do you want me to tire of you first?

shall I hurt you before I leave you

or will you take that responsibility?

when you hold my hand

will your thoughts be of your next love

or shall I dream of the girl I haven’t met?

Will you forget my name by the time you get home?

Is it easier knowing the words I say

are no more than the air they are carried on,

dissipating before they even reach your ears?

Even so, warm bodies and cold hearts

still make for a pleasant evening.


About Eric Kovach

Spiraling out of control~~~~~~o
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One Response to Even so

  1. j.h. white says:

    Hello Eric!….just stopping by for a visit….reading these last two poems I’m picturing two muses…one in each ear vying for attention. Great contrast…
    Fecundity and blessings in the new year, Eric. Hope you are busy tilling new soil. 🙂

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