By Arcassin Burnham
Having goods times,
Would be just fine,
Like a hint lime , in some water,
It was helpful, how you shower me..
With conversations,
On the phone like , what you up to?
But I was certainly , noticing all of your energy..
When days Darken , and you need help,
And you don't trust , all your friends now,
All you got is you...
That's the way I see it, like a red moon , on a summers day,
And when he calls , you better answer,
For the demons find you...
I'm loving the presence , in this room tonight,
If anything, I'd be destined,
To happily call you when you need me..
Sometimes my heart, can't take it,
With the ignorance , of all these different people,
Even my family...
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Author:
Arcassin Burnham (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 7th, 2016 10:54
- Comment from author about the poem: ©ABPoetry2016 http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/12/loving-presence.html
- Category: Surrealist
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Comments2
Great write
This is lovely.
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