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He asks her to write a song for him,
She composes for him, her poetry...
                                                      ­  
                                                        He asks her to tell him a bed-time story
                                                        Sh­e lulls him with her poetry...

He asks her to sing a song for him,
She recites to him her poetry...

                                                     ­            He asks her to dance with him,
                                                            ­   She moves him with her poetry...
                                                  
He asks her, to be his girl.
She smiles, *and gives him her poetry...
Poetry is what makes her.
Draft.
 May 2015 SummertimeLace
NV
i'm telling you.
the clouds were meant for the ground.
but they hung themselves.
If my shadow were cast down a venturous hill
if the glow of my eyes cast longingly
one time more upon
the rose blooming
or a sunrise
then might would cast o' venture
into my black
shadow the reflections glow
might shine upon my dark black sights, might
my dreaming eyes awake?
then day ever shine no night
would ever be intolerable
or might I as  when I am
a poem live
forever
eternally?
It started flowing...
I started growing...

It started calling...
I started sprawling...

I'm needing action...
Some satisfaction...

I'm in the movies...
But they're so plastic...

Yeah I'll get outside...
Give me a minute...

When it gets lovely...
I'm all up in it...

Now just relax me...
I'm self-control now...

Still I wanna thank you...
For still knowing how.
Sometimes..
You may feel this way
Times are bad
Life is no good
It hurts a lot
I do not understand
Why it should
The pain is deep
It does not go away
Throbbing on and on
Feels like it is here
Forever to stay
Remember this
Bad times like dark clouds
Can never stay
The wind
Will always
Blow them  away
Bad times like dark clouds
Can never stay
The wind
Will always
Blow them away
Is it time to leave
Do I have to go
Do I really have to leave
Tell me it is not so
Look deep into your heart
Is that what you see
Come on tell me now
Do I have to leave

Think about the times
I was the only one
Who lit a fire in your heart
Embraced you in my warmth
Tell tell me now
Is it really so
Do I have to leave
Do I have to go

Even though I depart
I have you in my heart
All your memories
Buried deep inside of me
I only want to tell you
Oh my dear sweet love
I will never forget the days
We were truly in love

Do I have to leave
Do I have to go
Even though I say goodbye
I do not want to go
I wrote this poem thinking of broken hearts and sad goodbyes.
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