Spaces She FIlls

Grab at the words

I’ll take every one of them

Got to find the room

Spaces for each of them

They come faster than I can write them down

Cigarette burns alone in the ashtray

No time for that

This is what’s important, now

And now is not the time to lose focus

She has filled me

Filled me with thoughts and compliments

A true find

Such a lovely girl

So many words

So little time

Write it all down

Take the words

As many as I can

Because soon enough

This will only be a blur

Unfocused and unclear

Grab the words

Take them all

Before this slips away

© Dicky J Loweman 2015

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