When I Reached, at Least it Was

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May 2018

When I Reached, at Least it Was 

 

For,

the Skky.

Just how much sadness, 

can fill, one ......day ?

I crave, a togetherness.

A longing, to be touched.

To share a happiness ......

And the laughter.

That’s been, too long gone.

And,

that I miss so much.

I want to be cautious. 

Instead, of being raucous.

But the vodkas,

let .....me down.

And if I reach again....

It’s 

 

not for the sixty proof rum.

 

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Admixture

Like a selection available of choice beverages -sipped not swilled. "reach" is a marvelous image as well - slc