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She had presence Left my thoughts each day With what hints she needed To suggest her return And make good of it She had lips, And oh, what lips As if what she had to say Needed the sweetest cushions To lie on before leaving When she had opinions What she thought sparkled And left me aghast At the idea that she might change her mind And lose herself, but she never did She had a body I suppose she did And others stared at it, for All the good it did them, I suppose She was carved by men, but Carved into a woman She had a god to worship A purpose well worth her life And as such so did I I had a reason in her The world had a rhythm The temples had pillars I had a seed It grew into a tulip And I spent much money to give it to her A brooch bought for our last smiles together What a time What a life she had
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Jul 4, 2017
Jul 4, 2017 at 1:33 PM UTC
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She had presence Left my thoughts each day With what hints she needed To suggest her return And make good of it She had lips, And oh, what lips As if what she had to say Needed the sweetest cushions To lie on before leaving When she had opinions What she thought sparkled And left me aghast At the idea that she might change her mind And lose herself, but she never did She had a body I suppose she did And others stared at it, for All the good it did them, I suppose She was carved by men, but Carved into a woman She had a god to worship A purpose well worth her life And as such so did I I had a reason in her The world had a rhythm The temples had pillars I had a seed It grew into a tulip And I spent much money to give it to her A brooch bought for our last smiles together What a time What a life she had
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Jul 4, 2017
Jul 4, 2017 at 1:33 PM UTC
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