Tyranny of Mind
4AM
and you a warm lump
under the covers
of Morpheus
Me wide awake
eyes moist with tears
I write
lest I forget
the vulnerability of you
yesterday
lest one day
you ARE no longer
a day of dread
so locked into desire
for your presence am I
fearful of the future
lest it tears me from you
or you from me
Not yet awake
to the wisdom
of the sages and the ages
to live forever in the present
“Until death do us part”
The import of those words
have begun to resound
with a fierce vengeance
now decades later
The treasure of you
multiplies like the loaves and fishes
I fear a famine
not of food
but of your presence
I try to hold each wrinkled emotion
on your face
in a forever place
lest you be torn from me
The specter of loss
hangs over me
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MOONSIDE 
Beautiful verses where the mark of a masterful brush shines. I was captivated by your lyrics from beginning to end.
My fraternal embrace carries for you great admiration and sincere affection.
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September 6, 2022 at 12:50 AM
What a beautiful comment! Almost a poem in itself. I looked at your poetry on your blog and loved it! Thank you so very much for your very eloquent words!
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September 6, 2022 at 7:58 AM