Not A Cliche

I've forgotten how to breathe

Or maybe you make it catch

So much that

I don't feel like I ever do

Quite alright by me, dear

I know you'll teach me again

Not verbatim -

'Everything Old Is New Again'

How true

How vastly exciting

How refreshingly cliche of us

But for us, cliche does not exist



It's perfectly trite and perfectly right

(Admit it - not every poem needs an ending)

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