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To Have Loved

I want to have lived,

and shared

the most we could,

you and I.


I want to have drunk

to the things we couldn’t figure out,

and to have danced

to the losses we counted.


With our lips in each other,

our hearts drumming,

and our hands in each other,

I want to have let go

of everything that, for eternity,

held me back, held me down,

and to have felt

every last beat of love,

and thus, to have lived.


I look at you, many times,

and I smile, thinking:

ah, I have lived.

Every sunrise shared,

is a blessing more.

And so, with gratitude,

we make the most of our seconds.


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Benie Langat

Benie is a poet and fiction writer, living in Nairobi, Kenya. He shares thought-provoking discussions, and occasionally does spoken word poetry and plays. Benie is also a freelance content and article writer. A dreamer, he realizes a world of possibilities through stories and explores life in poetry.

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