Amor

From my hand to the paper went my mind,
The ink fled wider than the words, my thoughts
Found space while beaks became a delta,
The poems were a sea of all I wanted you to know.

But your ships would never sail my waters,
And a draught has blown the sheets away,
Last words that never made it to Pompeii.
I hope you made it safe and free.

To start a new year with a new poem and wishing everyone a very good 2017.

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Comments on: "Amor" (4)

  1. A wonderful poem!

  2. Beautiful, Ina. Sending wishes to you and yours for a blessed New Year. Thank you for the holiday greeting. XO ❤

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