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Jack Turner Aug 2010
The birds and the bees
Are all fine and dandy to me
But when I'm dying over you
Why can't you just see
When I say I love you
It means everything to me
Jack Turner Aug 2010
The grass is so green
Right here where we walk
And the sky above is the blue
About which only we can talk
The playful hills roll
And the dipping valleys sprawl
The long trees in the wind blow
And the birds in the air call
Here in this blanket we lay as lovers
And we do it all
Someday in the future we will look back
And think how foolish and reckless we were
Jack Turner Aug 2010
Ain't life good to me?
Don't you just wish
You could be me?
I've got a summer job.
I've got parents to support me.
I've got all the toys.
The bells and
Not to mention the whistles.
I know you just
Want to be me.
I live in that
Nice neighborhood.
I went to that
Prestigious high school.
I am in college
On my way to graduation.
My life
Is so much better than yours.
How could you not
Want to be me?
I know that's all
You want to be.
But you don't want
To be me.
You couldn't be
More happy
Just the way
You are.
You don't think
About me.
Or even you.
You are too happy
Being in love.
Which is something
That I can really
Only Envy.
What do you have
That I can't have
This same beauty
In my life?
Look, this is my pony.
But all I want
Is that little whistle
That makes you so
Happy.
Jack Turner Aug 2010
Here I sit
And think of you and me
In a relationship
And of whether or not
It would work
And then all of my love pours
Into my head
And I realize its not even a question
So here I sit
With my glass of wine in hand
And write
Until the day you are ready to be with me
Jack Turner Aug 2010
My heart
My star
My baby
In my car
My circle
My square
To me it doesn't matter
What you, or where,
You are
For love holds
No judgment or
Prejudices
It only sees what
You mean to me
Jack Turner Aug 2010
The Girl who owns my Heart
You are Busy with a new Start
Adjusting to life
And the new times
But now and again
You just seem distracted
As the clock strikes 11 and again 11
I call your name
To which no reply comes
My eyes pry for you
But no matter how I spy for you
No image of you is near
And it begins to ring clear
That I will never be
Free of you
Who I love with
Everything I am and
Ever will be
You are my life
And you are my good times
Who I one day hope
Will even share with me
Those of the bad
Which might come our way
That is the love
And before was the melancholy
But that's how it happens to go
When you are away from me
Life gets put on hold
And it passes so slow, devastatingly
Live your life
And be who you are meant to be
And promise me
That you won't let me
Get in the way of all your
Big Dreams
Jack Turner Aug 2010
Honey, my pretty little girl,
My Heart. My World. My Soul.
For all we have been through
I can't help but be in love with you.
I am honored to know that you value me so much,
And that just by being me
Can have such an impact on you.
As tough as it will be having to be away from you
For as long as it takes up north,
I know it will do amazing things for you
And for who you are to become.
Indeed, all it will do is make us stronger
As I feel the longing pull at me
More and more with each second
You are away.
I miss ever little facet
Of your being.
Being away from you
Only makes me value you
That much more.
You are my happiness,
And no one brings it out in me
Nearly the way you do.
You are my world and
Every intricacy in it.
In short,
You are my life.
Dearest little girl,
I love you
With every fiber of
This beautiful mind
Beautiful heart
And beautiful soul I have been blessed to possess.
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