Leslie #3 Poem by Bill Grace

Leslie #3

There was fire in your eyes
I do not have the power to capture it with words,
ignited by a simple poem not seen,
that told me of my desert long denied
two parched areas of our souls.

That fire impossible to counterfeit
igniting poetry in poet ways
even in a distant barber shop
Ten Commandments not aside. Bill Grace

Thursday, December 19, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: infatuation,attraction,complicated
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Corner Growler - San Antonio, Texas
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