Come Anyway

Posted on December 26, 2023     Leave a Comment

Far from my firstYear yearning, pressingPrepare room, rustleAwake my sleepy soulSnapping to, too lateLagging as one seizedShamed by the frenzyOf a foe’s drubbingBlushed, struck seeingA visage true-shapedSharp similitude staringSullen, mulled over-downI am not readyThere is no roomYet you come, readyNot pen-clicking, Reviewing wrongsDown the nose, gnashingYou come anywayFull well, knowingAnd still loving untilStill slows me […]

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