Bewitched
Light dancing notes all alonePropped on a thought of who
Is tapping along the windowed avenue
Blue nights with only ghosts to answer
The telephone maps my mind to sleep
Dreams to hold her like a warm, sweet saxophone
Music plays like waves of memory on Summer's
Sighing seas~
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2022-02-08 at 02:02
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