I saw two chairs, a matching set,
a pair, just like we used to be.
They sat alone, apart, offset,
a dark and stark analogy.
They called to me, those empty seats,
that spoke of loss and past defeats,
and even as light left the day,
I found I could not walk away.
The road to Elle 
Very engaging! Thank you.
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Thank you! I don’t write form poetry often, so it’s always a challenge. Glad to know it reads okay!
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