A Little Pome

I thought I’d write a little pome
so full of love and without claws;
and just for you, and that’s because
it shines so fine in polychrome.
Out on the long roads I did roam
till I found you, and made a pause:
I thought I’d write a little pome
so full of love and without claws.

A pome from love’s light aerodrome
will never match the golden jaws
of reason; but with all its flaws,
and hoping you would take it home,
I thought I’d write a little pome.

Jane Røken

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