The Last Draw

Written by Ken Carman

I have woke up
To a million Millie mornings
And then gazed into your eyes
I have heard you snore
…allergic snorts
…and a few mournful cries
So why…
Why can’t I draw you?

Felt you fall
Seen you soar
Been excited together
…occasionally bored
So why…
Why can’t I draw you?

Know you better
Than perhaps
I know me
Wonder to describe
So much beauty to see
How can this be?
Why
Oh damn it, why?
Why can’t I draw you?
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