Come | A Poem

Come
join me,
there’s nothing a warm cup
of tea cannot heal.

Come,
let us play
the broken piano
with a few misplaced keys,
it’s music
still beautiful.

Come,
come away with me,
as I take you
through time,
the time machine
conjured in words.

Come,
do not hide.

Come,
maybe for the first
and the last time.

Come.

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