Presage
Standing over a presage I saw
an ocean carrying bodies cold
on jagged tide, occasionally colliding
and snapping joints like matchsticks
all in advanced riga state
stiff as smoked dry-iced...rising.
Could some I know be within my reach?
This I was thinking, as a telephone rang.
Oceans hold presage within their depths,
great epochs steering a world below land.
Breeding life, earth...housing the dead -
far deeper than those beneath carved stone.
I hear a voice cry that sounds too familiar,
then a chill of sudden still silence.
I awoke this morning to the sound of howling
and the gnashing of knuckles on broken glass,
a hideous scene to awaken to...and the news,
the news... made my stomach burn.
You drowned last night
in search of something.
We'll never know what,
we'll never know why.
I saw the ice, I shivered hard,
i leapt into the icy surf
through jagged blades
of cicled shard.
I saw your eyes
look back at mine;
I took your hand,
you smiled at me,
told me to leave
this abstract dream -
then said goodbye.
I awoke as you asked,
despite my fear...and presage
and here I stand afront your casket, closed -
asking myself so many strange questions;
questions that prompt no logical answers,
and all the while the scent of florals
penetrate my skin.
I walk outside, to light and take some drags
of deja-vu...as I exhale a curl of warm smoke.
And I don't understand,
dreams are very strange,
penetrating their visual impact
upon our Third-Eye,
echoing their message...their message.
I am not clairvoyant,
yet I swear on my soul
that I felt your hand,
wet....blue icy-cold;
heard your voice
summon me
you were okay.
Omen, presage....merely a dream?
Still You're Gone.
FjR
poem by Frank James Ryan Jr.
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Ive Got Your Number
I miss the soft cold touch of your skin
In the night when [? ]
I see your picture smashed to the ground
But my heart begins to pound
Ive got your number but youre never at home
I leave a message, please telephone
Its so sad that youre not around
Its bringing me down
In the [? ] where we would meet
In a crowd where theres no one around
Its such a sin, this mood Im in
Now that we got [? ]
I bet youre burning up on the town
With every jerk and every clown
I walk the streets, hear your voice in my head
I [? ] an empty bed
Ive got your number but youre never at home
I leave a message, please telephone
Its so sad that youre not around
Its bringing me down
I know my news[? ] leave a lot to be desired
But I thought that we had it made
But I guess that Im not so smart
Youre breakin my heart
Ive got your number but youre never at home
I leave a message, please telephone
Its so sad that youre not around
Its bringing me down
Guess Ill pack up and leave this town
With all its memories of you
Theres a [? ], new york city
Ill get by without you
I miss the soft cold touch of your skin
...
song performed by by Kinks
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One Pair of Lips
Last night day dreams and REM dreams met at midnight,
they tell the story of my hopes, and myths of fear.
They whisper through your lips the words i long to hear.
They tease the skin you once touched.
They kiss the lips you once kissed.
Once more I trembled at the sound of your voice
Once more we spoke our vows of love.
Last night I felt your skin under my fingers
I saw your eyes wonder an inch from mine
I felt your smile on my cheecks
Your warmth breath lingered on my skin
A warm love we never sinned.
This morning I awoke in a harmless solitude
This morning I lost my only fantasy.
Today I learned dreams are dreams.
Not everything is what it seems.
Today I day dream, tonight I'll sleep
I'll lay in solitude, one pair of lips.
poem by Laura Favela
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Misty Morning, Albert Bridge
I dreamt we were standing
By the banks of the thames
Where the cold grey waters ripple
In the misty morning light
Held a match to your cigarette
Watched the smoke curl in the mist
Your eyes, blue as the ocean between us
Smiling at me
I awoke alone and lonely
In a faraway place
The sun fell cold upon my face
The cracks in the ceiling spelt hell
Turned to the wall
Pulled the sheets around my head
Tried to sleep, and dream my way
Back to you again
Count the days
Slowly passing by
Step on a plane
And fly away
Ill see you then
As the dawnbirds sing
On a cold and misty morning
By the albert bridge
song performed by by Pogues
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Send A Message
In a line of fire I stand and wait for you, I cant hold out for too long
Searchin every part of me for a sign, Im in the middle of a storm
I keep hopin, keep on dreamin, somehow youll get through to me
So I reach across the silence, in the air, I keep hopin for a sound
Just a word or two is all I need, how can I bring you back around
Can you hear me, can I touch you, show me the way to your heart
Chorus:
Send a message - send me a message tonight
Send a message - in my dreams you are never out of sight
Send a message - let me stand in your light, just send me a message
In my dark and lonely night I look for you, wont you save me from myself
When my senses melt away you will be here and I wont need nobody else
I cant hold back, I wont fight it, roll back this stone from my heart
Send a message - send me a message tonight
Send a message - in my dreams you are never out of sight
Send a message - let me stand in your light, just send me a message
Everything you are (everything you are)
Means everything to me (means everything to me)
I will wait for you (I will wait)
Time is all we need (is all)
(guitar solo)
I keep hopin, keep on dreamin, somehow youll get through to me
Send a message - send me a message tonight
Send a message - in my dreams you are never out of sight
Send a message - let me stand in your light, just send me a message
(send a, send a, send a, send a, send a, send a) Im ready, I am ready
Send a, send a
Send me a, me a
Send a, send a...
song performed by by Starship
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Made Of Stone
Your knuckles whiten on the wheel
The last thing that your hands will feel
Your final flight can't be delayed
No earth just sky it's so serene
Your pink fat lips let go a scream
You fry and melt I love the scene
Sometimes I fantasize
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Don't these times
Fill your eyes
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Is anybody home?
I'm standing warm against the cold
Now that the flames have taken hold
At least you left your life in style
And for as far as I can see
Tin twisted grills grin back at me
Bad money dies I love the scene
Sometimes I fantasize
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Don't these times
Fill your eyes
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Is anybody home
Sometimes I fantasize
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Don't these times
Fill your eyes
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Are you made of stone
song performed by by The Stone Roses from The Stone Roses
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Cold As Ice
I dont think you understand
Oh the rhythm of my heart
Theres a strong line to mind and soul
I feel it tearing apart
Ive been searching for new words
Gonna make you understand in a different way
When I told you Id hang on forever
I threw my choice away
And its cold as ice
I cant let go
Its cold as ice
Baby but I need your love
And I wish I could have been the first one
Oh to walk out the door
The more I find myself to blame
The less there is to come back for
You wish you could have been the last one
To tell me how you really feel
Cause when you closed the door oh deep inside
My heart it still seemed so sincere
And its cold as ice
I cant let go oh
Its cold as ice
Baby but I need your love
Its cold as ice
I cant let go
Its cold as ice
Baby but I need your love
If theres a message to this madness
Well it still seems quite unclear
If I really need to save myself
Why cant I just walk out of here
Theres a message in your eyes
And you make it perfectly plain
Either I leave your heart behind
Or crack beneath this freezing
Freezing freezing freezing rain
Cold as ice
(cold as ice)
I cant let go
(but I cant let go)
Cold as ice
Baby but i
But I need your love
All right
I said Im cold
Cold Im cold
(cold as ice)
Cold Im cold
(baby)
Cold Im cold
(cold as ice darling)
Cold as ice
(cold as ice)
Oh no but I cant let go
(I said Im freezing, freezing)
Oh no no I cant let go
(freezing, freezing, freezing, freezing)
No no Im cold as ice
(whoa whoa baby yeah)
Im cold as ice
But I cant let go
No
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Aint It Strange
Aint it strange that we destroy
What we embrace
And we leave
What we seek
Its such a shame
Aint it strange that we smile
When we cry
And no one knows why we are here
And where we going to
Aint it strange
We could be, we could be so good together
Aint it strange that we share what we hate
That we break what we love
Its such a shame
Aint it strange when we pray, we betray anyway
And no one knows what we are for
Why were so tough
When were so fragile
Aint it strange
Aint it strange, still we could fall into a dream, Id wish no one
Will catch that fall
For we could fall for love, life is but a dream, life is but a dream
All the tears in the world not in vain for the pain is gone, the
Shame is washed away
When were all one, life is but a dream, life is but a dream
Its hard to believe after thousands of years
The world is still drowning in blood and tears
Weve been quite advanced but again we fail
It is dog eats dog on the ratrace trail
It is getting too much and were getting nowhere
While hatred and fear is all that we share
I cant take it no more when Im watching the news
We must stick together or were bound to lose
Gold/1994
song performed by by Alphaville
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The Dream Calling
Sitting at home watching t. v.
When I felt as if someone was behind me.
I turned around but there was no one there
Then I felt a cold chill in the air.
Since I believe in life after death
On a spirit I did bet.
Softly I said: if you’re good you can stay
And if you’re bad -go away.
I made the sign of the cross as I was taught
The feeling got stronger as it stayed and fought.
What is it that you want from me?
A candle of light to set you free?
I felt something touch my right arm.
And as quick as it came, it was gone.
So I lit a candle that very night
And told the spirit: “here is your light”.
If there is a message you have to give to me
In my sleep, my mind will be free.
So I said my prayers and went to sleep
And in my dream I saw the feet.
My eyes traveled upwards to see a face
For it was a woman dressed in white frills and lace.
A mist covered her face where I could not see
But there was a halo around her head
In silver, gold, and red.
She had her hands outstretched as if beckoning me.
I felt fear entering my mind
Like a person who had just gone blind.
“ you are to be a messenger for me! ”
As you can see, this world is already
Going back to the days of Sodom and Gomorrah.
All values have been lost, and religion has been tossed.
The days of child slavery don’t seem to end.
Prostitution has become a trend.
Hunger, poverty, war, and hate
We must try to save mankind before it’s too late.
Words are the strongest weapon known to man
So you as poets, must take a stand.
Write about all that you hear and see
So that the future children could be free.
Write about war and destruction that is left behind
For this world is running out of time.
I awoke from this dream in a cold sweat
And a fear in my heart
For this would be an apocalypse start.
Evil would be destroyed, but at what price
Must humanity pay.
He is giving us the answer, if we listen and pray.
poem by Louis Rams
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Her Hand in Mine
She was a television star
And famed across the land.
Her beauty made me shout, 'Hoorah! ',
As most would understand.
I recognised her standing there,
Within that High Street store,
As if the answer to my prayer,
My dream girl, that's for sure...
Why she worked there, I couldn't say,
Perhaps her fortune changed...
Yet she looked happy in a way,
As she, some clothes arranged...
When I approached, confessing love,
At first, she merely smiled,
As if as gentle as a dove,
With me, her slave, beguiled...
'Please walk with me...' and she agreed.
We left there side-by-side,
Then suddenly I felt the need
That true love cannot hide...
'I want to hold your hand! ' I said,
To my new Valentine.
As if all shyness from her fled,
She raised her hand to mine.
It felt so warm, her arm did, too,
That's why I stroked her skin
And while it felt so strange to do,
She stood there with a grin...
It was as if she realised,
True love cannot conceal
Emotions if so highly prized,
So precious, new and real...
And so we walked, as if alone,
Nobody else in sight,
No longer walking on our own,
While love was at its height.
Of course, I woke, as morning came,
My dream girl to depart...
Yet I will never be the same,
Nor will my thankful heart...
(May 2011)
poem by Denis Martindale
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Made Of Stone (808 State Remix)
Your knuckles whiten on the wheel
The last thing that your hands will feel
your final flight can't be delayed
No earth just sky it's so serene
Your pink fat lips let go a scream
You fry and melt I love the scene
Sometimes I fantasize
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Don't these times fill your eyes
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Is anybody home?
I'm standing warm against the cold
Now that the flames have taken hold
At least you left your life in style
And for as far as I can see
Tin twisted grills grin back at me
Bad money dies I love the scene
Sometimes I fantasize
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Don't these times
Fill your eyes
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Is anybody home
Sometimes I fantasize
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Don't these times
Fill your eyes
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Are you made of stone
song performed by by Stone Roses
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Deja Vu
I've been here before. I know I have
but I can't remember when.
I can feel that strange sensation
that comes to me and then
as quiet as it came it went away,
leaving an empty spot.
It was a flash, A fleeting glimpse
of someplace that I forgot.
I've seen this before. I know not where?
My eyes remember the sight.
I can see the scene before me
that brings to me a light,
a flicker that leaves me all too soon,
not knowing from where it came.
Surely, I'm not imagining these things
and I know that I am sane.
I've heard this before. The sound repeats
and echoes in my brain.
I can hear the voice that made the sound
but it doesn't ever remain.
I try my best to bring it back
from wherever it did go.
But, alas it now escapes me
and so I do not know
the source of all these happenings.
They must be a part of me,
lives I must have lived before
are the glimpses that I see.
Deja vu...Deja vu
come again to me.
Intrigue me with your strange allure.
Make my soul be free.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Made Of Stone
Your knuckles whiten on the wheel
The last thing that your hands will feel
Your final flight cant be delayed
No earth, just sky its so surreal
Your pink fat lips let go a scream
You fry and melt I love the scene
Sometimes I fantasise
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Dont these times fill your eyes
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Is anybody home?
Im standing warm against the cold
Now that the flames have taken hold
At least you left your life in style
And for far as I can see
Ten twisted grills grin back at me
Bad money dies I love the scene
Sometimes I fantasise
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Dont these times fill your eyes
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Is anybody home?
Sometimes I fantasise
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Dont these times fill your eyes
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Are you made of stone?
song performed by by Stone Roses
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Disturbing Sleep
I saw an army in my dream
and though asleep I heard a scream.
'Oh wake me up so you won't see.'
said a warning voice to me.
But the dream went on and then I saw
a young boy dying,
others lying,
A young wife crying
and a false flag flying.
And then a thought surfaced in my dream.
The sound I'd heard was from my scream.
I awoke with tears upon my face.
I dried them but could not erase
the dream, the scream
and the torturous bloody awful scene.
It made me afraid to sleep at night
and impelled me to always hold on tight
to life.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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A Holocaust
'No man ever attained supreme knowledge, unless his heart had been
torn up by the roots.'
When I presage the time shall come--yea, now
Perchance is come, when you shall fail from me,
Because the mighty spirit, to whom you vow
Faith of kin genius unrebukably,
Scourges my sloth, and from your side dismissed
Henceforth this sad and most, most lonely soul
Must, marching fatally through pain and mist,
The God-bid levy of its powers enrol;
When I presage that none shall hear the voice
From the great Mount that clangs my ordained advance,
That sullen envy bade the churlish choice
Yourself shall say, and turn your altered glance;
O God! Thou knowest if this heart of flesh
Quivers like broken entrails, when the wheel
Rolleth some dog in middle street, or fresh
Fruit when ye tear it bleeding from the peel;
If my soul cries the uncomprehended cry
When the red agony oozed on Olivet!
Yet not for this, a caitiff, falter I,
Beloved whom I must lose, nor thence regret
The doubly-vouched and twin allegiance owed
To you in Heaven, and Heaven in you, Lady.
How could you hope, loose dealer with my God,
That I should keep for you my fealty?
For still 'tis thus:-because I am so true,
My Fair, to Heaven, I am so true to you!
poem by Francis Thompson
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Path Of Mirrors
They walk so close to you, yet so far away
Their eyes are lost, their faces fixed like stone
They walk behind the mirrors and here they shall stay
You walk with other souls liveng, breathing, yet for them they are alone
You walk through the hall way down the path of glass
You watch as they walk on into eternity, into the dark
They walk there behind the glass,
People around you going through leaving their mark.
They walk past your reflection as if you never saw
They walk through time as if time weren’t there
They know you would never aproach them
They know you would never dare.
They walk through the glass and look straight ahead,
They know nothing lies ahead, yet they know they can not turn back,
So they walk into nothing instead,
Passing you so all you see is their back.
You pause infront of the glass looking looking past,
You know that you shall not join them you know it is not your fate
You think about the footsteps you take, wondering which shall be your last,
You walk on again only thinking of their fate
Their faces emotionless the souls so cold,
You think of how you own skin feels, so warm,
You watch as the move like action figures made from a mold,
All the same, all waiting out the storm
The storm of life, the storm of death,
You walk along side them as they walk past everyone,
They watch ahead never turning, never looking above,
They turn to noone.
You walk along beside them as they take no notice to lifes dance,
They only walk past, walk through the mirrors of fate,
Kepping one great stance,
You watch people finding their fate.
Their faces so still, alone in the world, without hope
You watch them walk on, you watch them pass
You see their unmoving faces, as they walk up the endless slope
They walk along, behind the glass.
You turn to watch as their souls move on,
You reach out your hand to touch the glass,
Only to feel the glass is gone,
You watch as your hand passes through the glass.
As you hand melts through one by one the spirits turn,
One takes your hand and pulls your arm through,
More spirits feel your presence and more turn,
They watch as you melt through.
You watch your world leave as you leave it,
You have found you fate and not you are here along with them,
They walk on as you pull your body through, leaving behind the sweater of life you knit,
You have come and joined them.
You look back at the mirror to look at your face,
And you see your eyes becoming lost,
As you enter their race,
The race that shall never end, the race through eternity, for now you are lost
You skin feels so cold you face feels so hard,
You walk with them, as one
As you emotions turn hard,
In true time you are done.
You walk with them, walk alone
They walk so close to you, yet so far away
As everything becomes an endless drone,
For now you are here to stay.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Spring Awoke To-Day
SPRING awoke to-day!
Somewhere--far away--
Spring awoke to-day
From the depth of dream.
Through the air bestirred
Pulse of winging bird,
Through the air bestirred
Laugh of hidden stream.
On the world's cold lips
Fell warm finger-tips;
On the world's cold lips
Woke the glow and gleam!
Spring awoke to-day!
Somewhere--far away--
Spring awoke to-day
From the depth of dream!
poem by Isabel Ecclestone Mackay
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The Broken Sun
I held up the broken sun
Through another dreadful day,
It burned my skin and my eyes
But I couldnt look away,
The clouds were nowhere in sight,
No rain was going to fall,
And I held up my sins,
And waited for the curtain call.
And when night fell
The moon was glowing red,
As I tried to sleep
The memories filled my head,
Dreams of wanting to fly,
And to hold my loves hand,
But I was shot from the sky,
When the sun took over the land.
I looked around the world
To see if I was the only one,
The only cursed soul
To hold up the broken sun,
If your out please tell me
I'm so tired of being alone,
Holding up this broken sun
Everyday all alone,
I dreamed I no longer,
Had this burden on my soul.
I was carried away,
By something thats never shown.
I felt the heat on my face,
In my dreams I started to run.
When I awoke the next day,
To hold the broken sun.
poem by Blaine McCanless
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End Of A Dream
Dream.....
End of a dream.....
Where do you stand
at the end of
a dream..
All is behind; 'round in your
head
Splinters of sound, words that
were said;
Broken like toys, days that were
planned
Gone into mist, sunk into sand
There's no place to stand
At the end of a dream.....
End.....
End of a dream.....
Where do you go
At the end of a dream.....
Where is another way
where on this earth
Some thing of value
some thing of worth
A burned over land
Blackened by fire
No eager glee now
No hearts desire.....
END OF A DREAM
There's no place to go
At the end of a dream.....
End.....
End of a dream.....
What do you do
At the end of a dream....
Nothings ahead now.....
Something like lead
Lies where your heart lay:
Something is dead.....
An empty glass......to turn in
the hand
Wine is no more now,
you can't understand.....
There's nothing to do
At the end of a dream.....
Dream.....
End of a dream......
What do you learn
at the end of a dream.....
There's some little glow; more
than you know
Something that someday will
burst into flame
Flame into joy......
you'll understand
Green trees will grow again on
burnt-over land.....
END OF A DREAM
There's something to learn
at the of a dream....
End of a dream....
End of a dream.....
There's something to learn
FROM
The End Of A Dream.....
poem by Isabelle Cooper
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Collection Of Short Poems
MEANINGLESS
I looked into my soul
And saw a great emptiness that enswallowed me.
It was strange and it was dark.
A darkness so vast I fall into it.
Terrified, my heart froze
As fear’s ice hands griped it.
Big dreams and ambitions cut short by the shortness of life
My life now a black deep ocean to drown in
For this is now my fate for mine had being a vain pursuit for self.
DREAMS
The dreams,
These dreams that I dream when I sleep in my sleep.
Are so scary so dark that I awake to only find
That am trapped in the dusty dream of dreaminglessness.
Am lost like a codeless soul flowing in space.
Like a fading painting I evaporate losing myself in the mystic shadows of life.
I don’t know me;
I don’t feel me,
Am I dreaming or is this real?
The dreams,
These dreams that I dream when I sleep in my sleep.
These dreams that I dream are when my eyes are closed yet open
Are not for the faint hearted,
The dreams.
MIRROR, MIRROR, MIRROR
Internal reflections of my soul
Looking deep where I have never being before
I stand mouth agap at the images I see below.
Distorted images,
I can’t see me.
Is the mirror broken or is it the state f my soul?
Mirror, mirror, mirror!
Is there any hope at all?
Tell me now for I fear that I have completely lost my way.
Mirror…?
poem by Tigana Chileshe
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I Had A Dream
I had a dream
As though it seemed
Just the other day,
And you were there
Just like my prayer
Answering the words I prayed.
You took my hand
You helped me stand
And I rose to meet your eyes,
And as I stood
The way a man should
You were gone, and I knew not why.
I looked around
You couldnt be found
Then for you I cried as I spoke
“Why did you leave”
“Come back to me please”
But you didnt, so I awoke.
I had a dream
As though it seemed
Just the other night.
And you were there
Just like my prayer
Standing in the moon light.
You gave me a smile
Which I longed for a while
Joy was in my heart and soul
I began to smile
Just like a child
As my memories of you began to grow.
I thought of our past
As I wished it would always last
But you shook your head sadly No
So I shed a tear
Which dissapeared
And sadly again, I awoke.
I had a dream
as though it seemed
Late last night
And you were there
Just like my prayer
My woman, my wife and my life.
I took your hand
As I am your man
Together we will be
I wouldnt let go
as you shook your head no,
Together you and me.
I gave you a kiss
Which I did miss
Then you began to weep
You cried saying that I will awake
Without you to a new day
Then I said “no”, I will sleep
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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