Simply

I love him
and I
know
that the
day will
soon
come when
he
will give
out
he is
15 & 1/2,
that big
wonderful
grin
something
I shall miss,
he is all
about
the
love

Jack

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there are times

there are times
in the dwindling
of the day
when I no longer
think of you
what your warmth
could be
don’t need
for I feel you
in my heart
shaped bones
splintered
for all times
feel you in
the curve of
my hand like
electricity
sending fire
down my spine
the light gone
bled out into
night softness
unknown
curls me now
how felt it is
a bit like leaves
on the move
without the wind
the single leaves
fondling air
one day I will
touch you
we will melt
and just
not be there

Placed at dVerse Poetry Pub OpenMikeNite.