Poetic Ecstasy

All spouses feel the same

About their better halves

And

Have reason to complain

I could perhaps keep awake

The whole nite

And

Compose

But my spouses frown

I suppose shall steal the show.

As the computer does sleep

I weep

And

Words of passion flow

From top to toe…

The nite is young

I say to myself

In the morning I’ll scribble all

In the arms of slumber I too fall …

And 

Lo the morning has come too soon

And

I have forgot every thing

I can't recall…

Memory, they say is short lived

Do not trust yourself

Nor your spouse

But when poetic thoughts

Does one arouse?

Jump the sack and don’t take a nap

And

Computer is then only on your lap…

If tomorrow from fans

You deserve

A well earned clap…

Snap, snap, snap…