written today 20th of april 2015
I need the garden
to unfold to my bidding
come and be me too
it is getting late
and I only have you
to comfort me
when I doubt the light
tick tock tick tock
the breathing part of it
is a common nightmare
under an observed moon
this is the love of it
man holds his word
to a stand still
when he is drunk
Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2015-04-20 at 21:05
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come to me she said
come to me she saidI need the garden
to unfold to my bidding
come and be me too
it is getting late
and I only have you
to comfort me
when I doubt the light
tick tock tick tock
the breathing part of it
is a common nightmare
under an observed moon
this is the love of it
man holds his word
to a stand still
when he is drunk
Poetry by Bob
Read 561 times
Written on 2015-04-20 at 21:05
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