Picasso would have failed to capture you
Enveloped in the past and the future
Naked only for one man's deja vu
Enamoured by his sense of touch-suture.
Love you he does and will and always did
Over driving-mad decades of decay
Pacifying life with love and undid
Entreating oblivion to replay
Memories of beginnings and endings
Yesterdays not too many to tally.
Love wet with constant passion and mendings
Opens a window on a finale
Visualising movements and smooth skin
Every free moment until the last spin.
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Dedicated to Penelope Israel.
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Joan Manuel Serrat - Penelope (In Spanish)
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Patrick M. Ohana
A medical writer who reads and writes fiction and some nonfiction, although the latter may appear at times like the former. Most of my pieces (over 2,200) are or will be available on Shakespeare's Shoes.
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Fantastic ♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️
Superb! This line is so wonderful - Yesterdays not too many to tally.
Well done on capturing the essence of your dedication in such a poetic and evocative manner, thank you!