I Never Left…

I never left 

To return


by your morning mist

I confess

I keep your picture 

in a frame

To touch 

To hold

before my evening rest

I weep 

in the shade of the day

I climax

on the Xanadu railroad

Longing for our love chase

Be gentle

Rescue me 

From my death

Send me a note

In a bottle of coke

You can never know 

How you used 

To make me come

Before the leaving

Before my death

As a poet

    What do you think?

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