Here I am on the computer
In Microsoft word with a paperclip
In the corner giving me advice.
My only wish is a future
Where my voyage turns to paper
And silent ideas can’t slip
as love floats by like a feather
Where once she had weight.
She was a feeling of crystal
so true like the smell of new
Leather in the nether world
Of dreams and sex pistols.
It´s so sweet..."as love floats by like a feather" But is it of the duck or the goose?. I am afraid of breaking your beautiful poem with my joke. I am so sorry.It is true, I like your poem.Thank you for sharing it. Best wishes.
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