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Wanting More
By
Rusty Broadspear
So much in awe, the very nature of this man was
irresistible, compelling,
His words, his stance, captured me in a trance that was propelling
Me onto other planes. His intellect, wisdom and logic were inspiring.
Needed to withdraw for I wanted more, found myself enquiring,
Thirsting for his genius.
Tonight I sit alone and smoke the cigar that he would have enjoyed,
Because today is a special day for us. Feeling destroyed but buoyed
With cozy, comforting memories. The scent of cigar takes me so deep
Into the realms of bygone. If, later on, I put the clamps on elusive sleep,
Then any dreams are dedicated to him -
My Father.
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