Just For You
Gee! Guten Morgen . . .
In this wonderful city of Gothic heights
Overwhelmed with marvels, beauty and history
Vanity, on the contrary, may imply its ambience.
Across the veins of my thought
Nothing but a simple dream,
Nothing but a warm embrace
in moments that I feel alone.
Long have I tried to write
Over and over again, and I did.
Memories and events are pasted together
Both are meant to form
a collage of beautiful pictures.
Reviving our memories I may close my eyes
Distilled with splendor and beaming countenance
It’s because of you this poem has been made possible.
Copyright © Mark Escobar | Year Posted 2012
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