telling thoughts lucinda’s way

telling thoughts lucinda’s way, writing
empty days away, discredit sunsets
thrown at me; temptation, but i never see
for hand and pen of mind surpass
the reason for the style, so crass
lucinda helps to pretty sad, on pages
that, for you, will pad the time
that life will trick away, one minute, hour
or even day

telling thoughts lucinda’s way, writing more
but never say the real, the reason for the line
to feel, to pine for love’s time lost
with words in payment for the cost
no matter how the taken pleads
forgotten, never happened deeds, still take a toll
cannot extol, but crave still more, and do implore
as world or sun revolves the other
words through ether cannot smother

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