4 thoughts on “Incessant

  1. I loved the poetry dear poet. A poem for you.
    “A pretty gal with a beautiful smile,
    she told me. Please talk to me, please walk with me.
    Then the déjà vu, kicked in.
    I looked in her wild eyes and I told her.
    Are you whispering the whiskey lies or
    making promises, we can’t keep.
    She smiled and she whispered.
    The dance of love, bitter or sweet.
    We need kind friend.”

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