Open Poetry #41 |
For You |
Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA |
You say that I intrigue you; I'm flattered, I must say. I also find I'm drawn to you, In some peculiar way... For I am so much older, And bound by many things, Yet every time I see your name, The heart inside me sings. I must say, you're attractive- There's more to love than looks. I fear that I'm a realist, Not mesmerized by books. Romance is a tawdry word, To mask the game of sin... For beauty on the outside, Oft masks the filth within. You cannot know the things I've seen Nor could I ever tell, The pathways that I've walked in life, The glimpse I've had of Hell. I've nothing I can offer- Besides poetic art... Perhaps you'll take this gift from me, I offer thee, my heart. So take it, treat it gently, Maybe hang it on the wall. And won't you wipe it gently, When you see it's teardrops fall? Perhaps this poem is crazy, Yet I believe it's true. It's all I have to offer, Little friend, it is for you. [This message has been edited by Gunslinger (01-26-2008 03:42 AM).] |
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EagleScorpion Senior Member
since 2000-03-08
Posts 1644Here, Now, Forever |
christ almighty!!! SAVED faster than you can say PERFECTION! ! ! good write, sir. |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
Excellent words to some one who I hope appreciates it. "late" |
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