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Poem: Love Plus 

(1)

While stirring your spirit, you asked:

What's your poison?

Love. I whispered.


(2)

Tell me

little, little lies

truthfully.


(3)

Your slipping

away is

a sestina.


(4)

Lancet of love:

oxymoron

like our love.


(5)

Her penultimate query:

underscored

seriousness of the subject.


(6)

What happens

effortlessly—

meant to be.

  • A poem by Sanjeev Sethi.

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