romancing words yet again

romancing words
i lovingly fondle them
as if they were pleasing
surfaces of my favorite
old stone from Ireland
that I fondly pocket carry
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giddy joy and love I’ve
spilt once too many..now am
mastering art of containment
as ones I wish to indulge court
are way too young..alas villain
age disallows further tarry…
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entering inner sanctuary
I make peace with past laments
laying to rest pet peeves’ torment
squaring off life dealt equations
avowing to be sufficient unto self
for final verse : untethering my soul …

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