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 Feb 2013
Harry J Baxter
You are a city
during Christmas time
full of life and light
love like a blanket of snow
You are a city
in the Spring time
when the sun rises
over the river
painting the skyline with embers
You are a city
when the leaves change
and even after the birds fly south
the sound of you singing
makes us forget them
You are a city
on a Summer night
sitting on the back porch
watching the fireflies
as they mimic the stars
You are a city in which buildings
only grow taller
You are a city
which I would like to call home
 Feb 2013
Harry J Baxter
would you
hold my hand
on a day
when I truly need all of you?
would you forget
all of my stupidity
and the senseless ****
which falls from my mouth?

would you kiss me
when I feel bad?
when all of the world
seems to weigh down on me
and it all get's to be
too much
I just want you
and only you
would you make me feel
immortal?

would you wake me up
when I sleep in too late
and forget the world?
but don't forget
I will always need you
deep in my heart
would you tell me
everything I want to hear?
 Feb 2013
Harry J Baxter
In my dreams
we stand together
bare footed
on the grass
of our rural Georgia home
or maybe
we are out west
born again pioneers
trekking on through
the California sunshine

In my dreams you would be happy
all because of me
and in my dreams
you would feel safe
and would call me
your better half
your rock
your one and only
with nothing but compliments
coming from your lips

In my dreams you would support me
and I you
and we would revel
in each other's success
and we would wake together
in the sober morning light
to the pretty sounds of birds
perfectly content
moving only forward

whatever I may conjure in my sleep
rest assured you are there

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