Zywa Sexy voice

Dear friend, I can't, I don't
want to resist no more
just let me

stumble slowly
through the day
and admit reluctantly

that you can't do anything
about the missing that will come
there is so much

that I have been missing for years
the cheerfulness in those days
fire in my shoes

years full of happiness
ahead and the endless
feeling to be sexy

with more than the voice
that I still have, but don't
be enchanted by it

Poem 4106
Amsterdam, 2021-11-08

Collection: Frames 
Keyword: Goodbye: dying / death 
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