writer’s luck

i’ll speak of chances, of godsends

and then perhaps of me

you’ll find words on my fingertips

ask them to write

knowing i’ll see


the kaleidoscope that appears

when your eyes speak of your mind

the dance within your step

when you’ve barely slept

to write a line


and when that line is said

singing every red you’ve made from blue

i’ll scribble down more scribbles

and know that lucky

is to have you

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