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To The One Whose Name Can't Be Mentioned
Imprisoned by my own desire
As my thoughts are invaded
By an uninvited guest
Who
Instead of being a visitor
Craftily carves house and home
When there is no escaping
The vision of my imagination
Perhaps
Even
The possibility of occupying the same space
Share in the sameness of time and existence
In the oneness of being in a hurrying moment
Letting courage dismantle my fears
Postponing the anxiety from stealing a fortuitous opportunity
To sharpen
And carve out
Unknown possibilities
That only tomorrow brings
With actions taken today
Doubts of yesterday now forgotten
As my thoughts are invaded
By an uninvited guest
Who
Instead of being a visitor
Craftily carves house and home
When there is no escaping
The vision of my imagination
Perhaps
Even
The possibility of occupying the same space
Share in the sameness of time and existence
In the oneness of being in a hurrying moment
Letting courage dismantle my fears
Postponing the anxiety from stealing a fortuitous opportunity
To sharpen
And carve out
Unknown possibilities
That only tomorrow brings
With actions taken today
Doubts of yesterday now forgotten
Published 7th Apr 2020
Author's Note
No words give justice to how it was so easy and effortless to be captivated by this exquisitely fine, gorgeous and very attractive lady with curly hair and her small potbelly tucked under her short sleeved navy golf shirt uniform in blue jeans. She was quite a sight and I hope that after this whole corona fiasco is over I can once again lay my eyes on that beauty.
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