Does Anyone Deserve Poetry?
I lust
for that which is from dust
since from that which you are made
and onto that our final resting place we shall be laid
the time we have left is what I'm after
the many smiles, tears and laughter
to breath the same air
into your eyes stare
behold you in the light
and hold you at night
when you speak my heart dances
my mind romances
until we meet again I can't wait
so we can carry out our fate
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Mandy Shorb
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Posted on 04/25/2008 at 2:04:41 AM