Poetheart Morgan

Rookie - 368 Points (05/23/1960 / Rio de Janeiro)

Calendar! - Poem by Poetheart Morgan

inside my chest

~write that in your appointments ~

once, has lived an open door
at nights and in the coming and going of our moons
i ran, in hurry, closing your hours

losing a bit of my taste
my salt stayed in my first rhyme
back~ there~

~mark that in your daily book~

and the moon on top and down the door
ajar, a silver light comes in
hours is running out

and I smile ~now totally sweet~ of

all these records on your calendar

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 24, 2013

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