Wednesday, May 25, 2011

blue suede bowling boots

In the arc of conversation
all I think about is all I want
All I want is to kiss you

In the sand we lay and we talk
you say sweet little things
you smile with sprightly sparkle

In the excitement 
skys we watch begin to shatter 
we run with laughter

In the night
I really really feel weary
can't sleep to your mystery
I don't know why


In the light of my morning
Im calm like fire crackers
after all I have run from
where the fuck did you come from


In the moment
feeling crazy emotions
I met you once and fallen for your notions
I don't know why



a little note...... a love poem may seem trite and there is not many things you can say on the topic that hasn't already been said but a wise person once told me "better out then in"

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