700 times

Inside 57 I saw your picture

31 days to go with a mouthful of dirty tap water

The taste of fluorine on my tongue

Felt your sanguine heart at 21

At 56 I’ve been so long in hell

25 key garage oil well

My eyes are failing

These senses ailing

I wish I could smell the rose

45 times touched your toes

Unstoppable woman that’s blue in 54

I’d swim this street to your front door

You are special in every nature

At 33 the perfect stranger

Walking over the carpet across the floor

Prison made for you to adore

When at 58 you shall use this pen

Then I will be home 700 times again

 

©  Sean P. Ransom  29/3/2020

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Sean P. Ransom

I have grown up around music and realise it's universality. I aim to enable as many individuals to come together in peace throughout the world. I have specialist knowledge and feel driven towards the pursuit of fun and happiness.

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