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 Apr 2017 David Swinden
Joy Ceye
A bag full of jackets
When I first met you
All for charity
But that wasn't true.

Legs spread out
So I couldn't get through
I wouldn't have looked
At a man like you.

I gave you my number
You gave me yours too
You sent me a message
The first of a few.

You fell on hard times
Needed a chance to be new
I gave you that chance
Because that's what I do.

A room was then painted
Green stripes and blue
I gave you my keys
You kept them too.

My money was gone
My daughter too
How I wish
I'd never met you.

So Charity now
Begins with a few
Holding on tight
And starting anew.
A work in progress but if I don't write it down now I never will. I'll change it lots but the idea is there.
There are oceans between you and me,
We are thousands of miles away.
You're very hard to see,
Yet I long for you everyday.

I wait for the day I get to see you,
Face to face we will meet.
Everything: I'm willing to do,
Just to hear your heart beat.
My take on unconventional love...
He is fire, and I am ice.
One look at him brightens my dark eyes.
The heat of his body warms my frozen heart.
I might melt, so we stay apart.

He is outgoing, I am reserved.
I am not the one that he deserved.
Yet he chose me out of everyone else,
And stayed with me to hear the morning bells.

He is the sun, and I am the moon.
I keep him out, but he's immune.
He is kind and very funny,
I have no idea why he likes me.

He is Springtime and I am Fall.
When he's here, I have a hard time keeping up my wall.
He plays the guitar and the piano,
And I have a hard time singing solo.

He had grace, and I was clumsy,
But that didn't stop him from loving me.
No one would ever think that we'd be together,
But we knew that we're meant for each other.
It's fun getting to know someone who isn't like you.
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