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I’m sick of writing poetry
I’m sick of it I am
Especially all these rhyming words
that flow out from this pen

Those tired worn out phrases
I write about her smile
Each lovey-dovey stanza
in fancy cursive style

The lines about the evening,
a shimmering moon beam
And how when I am slumbering
she always is my dream

Affectionate creations
oh please, for goodness sake
I can not write another one
it’s more than I can take

This poetry about my love
for her I always feel
Upsets my stomach every night
I mean, come on, get real

All of it is stupid
though some may call it dumb
For when I’m finished writing one
my fingers all go numb

Oh crap, Stephan is coming
he’s walking through the door
The biggest smile on his face
I’ve ever seen before

He’s been on the phone with her
he thinks he’s pretty slick
Now he’ll write something beautiful
and it will make me sick

And who am I, you’re asking
well you just should have known
I’m the laptop on his desk
that he left all alone

I used to be his favorite,
but that was way before
He found this mesmerizing girl
the one he does adore

Jealous, oh you think so
well maybe you are right
Or just an angry laptop
that won’t go without a fight

Just wait until I post this
it will be pretty sweet
Oh no, don’t hit that button
**** he just pushed dele…

I send these phrases,
shimmered gold,
of smiling moons
and stories told

Midst evening skies
and midnight dreams
in whispers soft
on stardust beams

Poetic verses,
glistened glare,
a falling star,
a wish to share

Of mystic realms
in twinkled light
and promises
aglow this night

So when you gaze
this summer eve
upon these stanzas
I now weave

You’ll find the
crescent moon above
illumines you with
all my love

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Until the day my death does come,
I breathe my final breathless sigh
My love for you it shall endure,
for all and every reason why
For on this earth I live my life
with spoken words forever true
To bring such joy into your heart,
my love it holds for only you

Till moons above do cease their light
and stars aloft no longer shine
I stand with you my precious love
until the end of borrowed time
When oceans dry and arid scenes
along the shores a sign shall be
The emptiness that others feel
shall never come and enter me

If darkness falls, within my heart,
will shine an ever glowing light
So you will not fear anything
as my sweet love shall hold you tight
No harm, I swear to touch your limbs,
for here I stand in guarded prayer
Protecting you from lost accord
and evil that does soundly bear

A journey long of timeless day
as every morning sun does rise
The beauty that my soul does need
is found so deep within your eyes
As nothing else does matter
in the moments that we both do live
My love shall reign eternal
counting every ounce to you I give

And when the moments shadow
with their quaking hands of empty reach
I’ll climb upon the mountain
and unto their ears my words will preach
My voice a bellowed echo
as the darkened masses have their way
While in this final breath I breathe
I swear to you, to them I say

*“So bring upon your demons
and your angels as they wage their war
To take my soul to places
as the time has come to pay my score
And I shall stand unwaivered
as my promise on this day I cry
This love I have for her shall live
beyond the gates of which I die”