These days

24 Aug


These days

I write

and you are tangled

in my words.


These days

I work out

and you are pumping

in my blood.


These days

I listen to music

and sense you

in every note.


These days

I watch TV

and lose

every plot.


These days

are full of you.



© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by William Oxer



Posted by on August 24, 2020 in Poetry, romance, Still Life


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7 responses to “These days

  1. thereluctantpoet

    August 26, 2020 at 9:16 pm

    Beautiful and brilliant!!!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. thereluctantpoet

    August 27, 2020 at 12:23 am

    Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. patti o'malley (@OzoneparkPatti)

    August 28, 2020 at 6:56 pm

    This is fire..

    Liked by 1 person


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