Nikki Poem by DENNIS LONG
Nikki
The days belong with the hours
The minutes belong to forever.
My body is in a whiskey glass
My heart belongs to never
What is the moment of a thing?
An animal of passion
Picks the glass to smash away
And sends a moment crashing
I forgot the days forgot the hours
That moment has a place
Deep within my memory
A certain time a certain face
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