Hey, hey.
What can I say?
Looks like you’ve made it back.
Welcome to another day.
Welcome to another page.
You could be any other place,
But you are sitting here with me.
Just for me.
I can’t thank you all enough,
But know you’re loved eternally.
It’s been days,
And weeks,
And years,
And still
You still come back to me.
I keep feeling all the love,
There’s no place that you’d rather be.
So casually.
So humbly
I welcome you
Into
This new world
Made of me.
Where all my secrets
Find the light.
I’m grateful there
You’ve stayed with me.
There are four rooms in my head.
The Loved.
The Lost.
Undone.
Unsaid.
All are reflections of shards of me.
Poetry you have read.
From the people who have used me,
To the lovers I have led.
All these pages
Rearranged with
All the droplets I have bled.
Welcome back
To all my blooms.
Sadness, pain, regrets, and dooms.
Welcome back
To all I lacked
Brought down
From Other Upper Rooms.
Welcome back
To red and black.
To passion paid out in doubloons.
Welcome back
To heart attacks
To lovers weathered in monsoons.
So, pick a page,
A poem,
An age.
Just please come back
Another day.
All you readers
Are my feeders.
Loves, I beg,
Don’t go away.
I am honored that you’ve chosen
Me to bring you more and more.
So, I gift to you
This piece of me.
This shard that I call;
F.O.U.R.
Welcome back!