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rad802 Member
since 2008-04-19
Posts 279KY U.S.A. 
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For the best by Rick Delmonico I can't believe, I can't forget I thought it through the longest time Without a pause I'm through the door I wouldn't want to fall behind And here alone, my head feels clear a cool night's walk along the shore My thought's return to you my dear I turn a corner, starts to pour The scent of night the subtle way you drew me out to see your side The taste of love is it as sweet as your obsession can provide And here alone, my head feels clear The clouds enshroud a silvery moon My thoughts return to you my dear I reach my car none to soon Recline the seat go through the gears The buildings flash by like the years It's just the same I say aloud and race ahead to pass a cloud Soaked to the skin chilled to the bone the door key sticks I miss the call Could that have been I ask the phone or was it just the alcohol And here alone, my head still hurts I'll catch up on that needed rest My thoughts return to you my dear I guess it's probably for the best Rick Delmonico©2009 Rick Delmonico [This message has been edited by rad802 (04-18-2009 08:55 PM).] |
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critical mass Member
since 2009-03-25
Posts 275Michigan |
Nicely done. The scent of night the subtle way you drew me out to see your side The taste of love is it as sweet as your obsession can provide Best lines in the poem for me. |
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since 2000-01-18
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"And here alone, my head feels clear a cool night's walk along the shore My thought's return to you my dear I turn a corner, starts to pour" really liked this part  |
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