Embark
In this room sat at desk
write line after line
some day to profess...
line in time...
A word on tandem with feeling attached
all memoirs like an artist will sketch...
with excitement I await
for my love to awake...
I scan through my memories...
love and laughter to date...
pen poised I write at rapid rate...
the pen, the paper tremble and tease...
with coffee and cigarette focus with ease...
with ocean view, ships pass by...
I treasure the day - that you will subscribe...
These feelings inside pen poised now released...
The new morn greets day...
I pray will not cease....
pockets of moments
precious in time...
The life of this poet...
forever nestled in love
with rhyme...
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