Tuesday, February 22, 2022

I Write to Save it

In the autumn of life

I dreamed all night

Of being drunk with love

Together we stumbled 

From one restaurant to another

Tasting food and drinks

Adding alcohol to the mix

Adding fuel to the fire

Of what is natural desire

Who or what is reminding me

Of that feeling of romantic love so free?

Who or what was that

Like a flammable fuel

From somewhere new

Or what can make one run

In heels and just for fun?

Why now as winter rages

Would I dream this dream not faded

Even as I write to save it?

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