Waltzed Right In
Its not as though I invited you for a cup of tea,
But you my friend are the one who invited me when you were curious
In 93 , even in places that you shouldn't be..... sweetie it was you that sought me time after time you absorbed me , even imbibed , adored while you watched me like current events, but year after year you have found out that my point of view is really intense
,you even thought it was brand new , but I'm afraid it is ancient , nothing new but you my friend allowed me to walk right in while you didn't have a clue
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Author:
Blountchild (
Offline) - Published: April 30th, 2016 17:51
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WELCOME BC - Love you first poem full of mystique ! It is true that the curios waltz in where angels fear to tread. We should all be open to new friends - new ideas - new experiences. I am one who often "Waltz's right in" (sometimes without knocking) but its only by inquisitiveness and caring and sharing that I meet new people and learn new things ! Yours BRIAN
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