The accomplice

Date 2018/9/9 23:11:17 | Topic: Poems

The life to me
now it's like this:
I follow,
and from time to time i stop,
looking for something what
may bring me joy.

It may be a song,
any flower
without recognized value,
a smile of well-wish-me,
An unresolved love ...

Look well: a life
well conducted,
has the woman as an accomplice.
For that is what I lack:
an accomplice.

A.J. Cardiais
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