Friday, August 3, 2018

Bittersweet Sunset
by Lee O’Connell

It’s Sunset
and finally
you saw me.
After years of getting by on that
one motorcycle ride
milked for all its worth
over and over again,
sounding like a recurring event
that one time.

That’s all I ever longed for,
to curl up in the knowledge
of being wanted,
to see my reflection in your eyes.

as the sun set
you held my face in your hand and
gave me the whole world
in three words.

Me & Dad April 2018

                                                                                            Dad on his Harley, 1939

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