As I Write These Words Tonight
As I write these words tonightAnd think of love as pure light
A foolish mortal running wild
As languid man or foolish child
Move blinking cursor now across
Hearts to trump a diamond’s loss
I do not own these words I write
They pixie dance or burst in sprite
But I will write these words tonight
Till dulling dawn brings halfness light
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Copyright © David Williams 2024
Poetry by Jamsbo Rockda
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Written on 2026-04-29 at 08:44
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