she would
come to
my room
at 3am
after nights
out
at bars
in Santiago
to talk
of parents
divorced
her ex
boyfriend
the older
men
who hit
on her
and I
intent
on not
being one
refused
to read
the signs
she laid
for me
thus
letting slip
what could
have been
through
my numb
fingers
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I truly enjoy this gentleman’s work……
Thank you. That’s very kind of you.
Always a pleasure.
Wise man. The greatest bit of this is you’re not the one who blew it.
Thank you. I hoped so.
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Leonard Durso is a very talented writer blogging on swap and I love this poem in particular. So effortless.
Thank you, Daniel. I also appreciated your post of him singing earlier today. His music meant a lot of me, too.