A Peg From Your Mystic Story, -Dedicated To Andi.
you may not be here in Poetry,
I may create a missing vacuum,
But the fragrance from your psychic-flower,
From here to here after would ever haunt.
No dismay of transient romance,
Was there where you flash,
But the eternal beacon of soul's saturation,
Executes your artless art.
The pilgrimage of my poor Vagabond,
Might have been a vain glory,
Had I had not in my wallet,
A peg from your mystic story.
Regards, -yours Ray
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