A Lost Poem Found...

So in the process of cleaning out 2 tall bookshelves, 2 bedrooms, and 3 closets, I came across the following poem that I had written...

How to let him out?
But no.     No.
Life if you leave it is scary empty
                                            overwhelmed.
     Do not go so soon.
We are old but young;
     try mad wild experiments with me...
paint    watch people    dream    create
   compose    live free    live deepest.
Imagine purple bold love returned.
                                  We can, too.
                           Write me here --
                    Hurry before I have to go.
                                          Capture me.
      You are shimmering so gorgeous!