I love living a life in this ink
penning my words up to the brink
the very edge of every page
crafting poems salient and sage
Burn my candle down to its wick
while I pen within inks ever thick
all across these thinnest of lines
in accordance with poetic designs
Letting these stanzas have their say
as I once more make my way
towards each and every end rhyme
in perfect meter, in perfect time
Meanwhile way down here below
there is so much you do not know
so much that I dare not share
a raw authenticity left bare
Still longing to then break free
both reveal and conceal the real me
the truest essence of revelation
spilling forth within pure distillation








Brilliantly penned, LDF. Fantastic write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian