Each Time You Leave Poem by Frederick Kesner

Each Time You Leave

wreathe of words sprout upon doorstep bed

beneath a far-looking moon, whisper to ear

upon footsteps fading, daily gaining near

nestled between gaps of tiles and grout

waiting for mistletoe to be hung again

warm embrace shall follow as fingers

fumble for keys that will turn the locks

that leave me fettered each time you leave

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Frederick Kesner

Frederick Kesner

St. Thomas University Hospital
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