During the Finest hour of the evening
That's when I hear you sigh
I knew then I must be dreaming
Because I just don't want to say goodbye
In this moment I merely long to hold you
To feel a warmth divine
And of this feeling quite true
It makes me so blue
When you walk out the door tonight
I want you to know I love you
Oh how much I do
The flowers are in bloom
With a slight dew
Dancing in your light legumes forthright
Oh the allure is nothing but efficacious
Incorrigible by design
Obtrusive was as intrusive is
with no apology in sight
Anticipation
Oh how it tolls of procrastination
With all this thought circling back
I might just die of a heart attack
Perhaps then I'll light your way
Through the mill of creation's paramour
I hope then you will see
You're the only one for me
And bring an end to this summer's flight
YOU ARE READING
Loh of Yesterday
PoetryA series of poems governing the sovereign thought within. Perhaps it's a means of fulfillment Or just another thought of cloy To me it alls seems irreverent But perhaps you may find some joy What lies within this crystalline tower Will reveal all...
