I do not dream of water

I do not dream of water
of whispering winds
or the fall of man

I do not intervene
when day turns into night
and small men march

I do not care for niceties
sweet chit chat
in elevators to nowhere

I do care about you
in a thousand different ways
when the day is gone




Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2014-09-13 at 17:15

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Bob
Dear Shells

of course there is a recipient to these words and at the same time there are a lot of recipients
every sweet creature I have truly met if only just by a glance
it is to the one light direction that is left
2014-09-16


shells
Romance is not dead! I do hope there is someone on the receiving end of this lovely piece.
2014-09-15


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Very simple, straightforward, and nice.
2014-09-14


Peter J. Kautsky
Gripping read, brings us to the essence of life, beyond the struggles, politics, travails to what really matters.
2014-09-14


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
I sighed as I read this :-) Beautiful

Elle x
2014-09-13



This one has been bookmarked. It has to be the most romantic words I've ever heard! Beautiful!!
2014-09-13