lover

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    lover

    i look out the window,
    and what do i see?
    a beautiful man, as beautiful as me


    is face, his laugh, his, eyes,
    and his favorite food is french fries!
    i hide behinde walls,
    just to see his face,
    but i dont care
    he is my lover

    i watch him later
    flirting with a girl.
    he swift with words smooth with hair.
    i dont care.
    he is my lover.

    i see him carrying his books.
    he must like reading
    poetry and math i can see,
    before he walks
    i dont care.
    he is my lover

    sooner or later, i can see it coming.
    he'll talk to me,
    and i finally love my lover

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    Kanicki commented on lover

    11-06-2010

    That is a precious penned poem good work...LOL I hope it works out.

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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