I, myself- made all those excuses
For my ignorance’s regarding you
In part, out of a misguided cause
To protect the truth and my image
I had always imagined you’d become
Once you came to also love…me
Poet of the Light © 2018
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Poet of the Light
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I like to steal your breath as you stutter to whisper the word beautiful after reading. I'm a poetic writer, an aberrational one of sorts. I don't write for the world seeking conformity to a style or some label of free expression, I permit my heart to whisper, while I serve as it stenographer and publisher. I'm honored my readers serve as its witnesses. What you may infer from this site; my hearts process or what it has to say, is strictly up to you to decide for yourself. I do appreciate comments in whatever degree of appreciation or criticism others feel the need to leave behind. I hope to respond in kind to them with a thank you openly or in a private conversation. Feel free to contact me if you so wish. View all posts by Poet of the Light
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