What I Like-Poem

by Samuel De Lemos

I’m into moonlight working its way through my blinds—
vintage film cameras with lots of chrome,
a good storyline that carries a book,
an old typewriter that ends with cling.

I love a beautiful poem that makes me smirk—
a crystal glass with smooth single malt,
thick oil paint on canvas with colors that merge, and
a lively conversation with plenty of puns.