once we were enemy warriors
battling our similarities
spurred on by our differences
never attempting détente
we clashed vigorously over
nothing more than our mutual dislike
wielding our finely honed weapons
suffering alone beside each other
self-satisfied and insufferable
we found the familiarity of our
conflict somehow easier than
the risk of working for peace
miraculously now we calmly sit across
a table set for two, sharing a warm meal
conversing easily over trivialities and profundities
planning eagerly for more time together
in the space between us now
there is more than détente
there is comraderie, there is friendship
there is hard-won peace
we are still different; we are still similar
now we choose to revel in the joy
of life lived alongside each other
learning to love each other well
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I just wanted to let you know I'm still loving your poetry.
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