When it has meaning
a passion is revealing
maybe she’s teasing.
When it has meaning
a passion is revealing
maybe she’s teasing.
Wanted to let go,
there was no place left to grow.
She asked me to know.
Oh to know your voice
hear it quiet all the noise
please give me a choice
Only stood alone
losing all of that I own
quiet in my tone.
Hot coffee in hand
A life asks little demand
Love is my command
Because time does heal
we seem life to be surreal
while we find our real.
So many times I
said goodbye and asked you why
please look me in the eye
two lovers in town,
a bridge we held so profound
could not hold us down
When we couldn’t be
The hours became a travesty
Our love wasn’t free
Struggle in turmoil
A cauldron of insecurity roil
In mind wills our toil
Turning trauma into triumph since 1981.
Sometimes writing poems let's me forget about the huge sums of debt I'm accumulating while at college
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