Dateless

Dates mean nothing. The poems are just ordered as I please. I believe I still have a mostly accurate account of dates elsewhere.

Saturday, August 27, 2022

"Witness"

 Witness

Even if it means a certain distance

I am content, this life, to be a witness 

To all the many wonders that you are       √

A fiery, bright, elusive morning star

I'll let the rhyming poetry

Remain to keep me company

If that is as you wish for it to be

As age and situation make it true

I'll revel in my words and thoughts of you

That is enough for me but still I dream

Of loving you in every extreme

Yikes!

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