Thrice - poetry by DA Boucher

If you Love something,

Let it go.

I love you,

I let you go.



If it comes back to you,

It’s yours.

You came back…

Once.



Let it go…

Let you go,

You came back…

Twice.



Let it go…

I let you go…

& you came back…

Thrice.



If it doesn’t,

It never was.

You came back.

You came back.

You came back.



You come back.



You came back…



Thrice…



You're Mine.



(now, stop wriggling, you’ll only make the knots tighter)