In keeping with my current status: Retired. Ceasing to play the game. Quiet. No rules. No timeframe. Just 14 lines. Some structure but as little as possible. Simple. Clean. Evolving. Named for a Jack Kerouac poem.
49
This just to say
I still want to hold
your hand as we
walk into the years.
Kiss your lips
in the dark
when I climb
into bed. See
your eyes looking
back at me when
I turn my head.
Hold your heart
in mine like
the day we wed.
Markle~
14February2021
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