Sunday, November 17, 2013

I will come soon ...so do not fret
 for words from you..
I never regret
but biting  soft..
 is always allowed
 just don't do it... in a crowd

Because if I yell
  with pleasured yelp...
people will try.... to give me help
 and you know that... when I pull the spread
 none have left ...lofty bed

So build it high... I will then fly
to highest perch,
seeing all.... from darkest lurch
 for while you walk...
 into the church

 With sinners lost and souls
 to save... when
smitten by  a lusty knave
who uses words of poetry
 to break your walls
 of  lonely need


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