Saturday 30 May 2015

poem 76

she to the sun runs
where no shadow plays
upon guitar just tamed
and there they say angels made
but i just call her gypsy eyes
whose smile, seen me before

late to the night she sings her song
while i lay in sheets i wrote poetry on
and as i made her  come
she  to a wink says
"see, i never even missed a beat"

then i realize my room
with no pictures on the floor
and me just walked from dreams
i had before, now i must stand tall
or fall to madness
i've seen done so many times before

she to the sun runs
where no shadow plays
upon guitar just tamed
and there my words spell
you are not alone
and in my poems  made
i hope you always find a home

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