In My Room/Office/Studio

In My Room/Office/Studio
"A writer and nothing else: a man alone in a room with the English language, trying to get human feelings right." - John K. Hutchen.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Event of Your Time (Poem)

In the event of your time
When my tongue seeks nothing but some rhyme
Time does not exist for you
Neither does it for me
My body longs and heart beats faster
Each day each single day
Though I hardly smelled the rose
I can feel the tinkling sweet, sweet scent
Lingering in my nostrils
© Dredd X

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