2 hours before dawn

i make tea 

and sometimes write


sometimes read


usually, almost always



and go where it leads me

to climax


with thoughts of her or her or her

it isn't perfect

but they are far away


and i am here










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Written on 2015-03-17 at 13:15

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
This is a poem by a true poet. It really isn't about much, but that doesn't matter, because it's nicely written.

Early morning is my favorite time to dream and write and to feel.
In this vast world, distance seems to separate us all from our loved one, except for those few lucky ones. Nice, quiet, dreamy poem. Nice effect.