Throwback Poem-Off: It changes nothing [original poem]

Welcome to the poem-off.

Read my partner-in-poems, @mitchelljaworski's last entry here: Like a Flower

And my response below...

It changes nothing
except
well, everything
but the things that are me
(Although you
are part of me now)
And I have changed too.
My dreams are the same -
but no, now there's you
to fill that "what if" space -
the variable, the unknown,
And I am happier,
although still searching.
What remains is...
my drive
my desire to grow,
but now a friend
to help with that
and remind me why
I wanted to at all.
Remind me of
the point in all this.
That has changed -
my faith restored,
my joy reborn.
So, nothing really
has changed at all,
except for -
my life.

What's a poem-off, you ask? Just a little thang that started a little bit ago. I read a poem that @mitchelljaworski posted, from his old-school writing days. It reminded me of all of my old-school poems, so I challenged him to see if we could go turn-for-turn and repost long lost words from the vaults of time. No rules apply, and new stuff might just make the mix. Check it out, y'all. Follow the links down the rabbit hole...

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Here are some of my other poems:
Kiss * Clouds of September * Dammed Love * Sunset Blessings * Fadings of Fall * The Friday Blues * Passion Flower * Defining Love * The Way * Sing On * Heartsong * Desire * Trust Again * Solstice Rain * Dreamtime * Morning Mist * Kintsukuroi * Dead Dog’s Lie * Synchronicity * From Darkness * Love’s Last Throes * For Love of the Pub

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