152. — (poem)

If I told you, you’re beautiful ,
  Would you come home,

If I told you I love you,
  Would you already know?

Like no other I’ll caress you,
   Every inch, from your head to your feet,

Kiss your every curve,
   Be the man you always seek,

Note after note they stack,
  Emotions poured into a moutian,

A cackling endless echo,
  All the lonely nights it’s counting,

Word after word, letter after letter,
   How this heart reminds me,
       I’ll never forget her….

 

 

d.j.k

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