The Day is Dawning Early....

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Open Poetry #16

The Day is Dawning Early....

Topheth
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since 2001-09-08

Posts 297
Texas

0 posted 2001-09-23 03:36 AM

This Day Dawned Early

These are the morning hours
and we're recent off the phone;
we never guessed our first call
would last four hours long.
And brave you were to call me,
and braver still to stay;
your magic down the phone line
held me captive all the way.
And I have seen your picture,
and I have heard your voice;
it feels so right so near you
like there is no other choice.
How giddy are the butterflies
still floating in my gut;
How can I expect to sleep
when I'm wounded-up so much?
Here's the dawning of tomorrow
when we wish to share a space
on a parkbench by the river
to see each other face to face.
And I'm more nervous than Ferdinand,
the bull, in a china shop;
could one wrong word, wrong action
bring this whole thing to a stop?

[This message has been edited by Topheth (edited 09-23-2001).]

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