Misadventures

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~*~

She looks up to me and whispers, “I won’t be here in a year.”

~*~

Year of misadventures

Red ink harsh on paper

365 days on emotions

I love it, its medication

With lyricism eloquent

Melodies spun in pent

Dive in to songs within

Its notes floral & fading

Sambukas on the patio

Just bedless in Mexico

Circles around the pain

Texas, forever remains

Phantom power mingle

Ludicrous as speedster

Today we’ll see it most

The whole world coast

Gold medal ribbon pins

Zero in its divine whim

Creepy hotel, ’69 mess

An album of craziness

Thank you for that fun

For the tears that’ll run

Soul stopping at 3 AM

Heart crash since then

Fuentes on a path long

Hime times, tone bone

Isabelle sings her song

As the boys carry home.

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