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If I were a poet would you await my every word ? Sing a song for me the sweetest I’ve ever heard ? Would you awake for , boil an egg for , In the upper reaches of the night ? To the tingle of my bell to any given hour.? If I were a poet a thousand tongues would you egnore , just to listen to my words would you explore ..to hear  for my name behind every open door ? Would you walk with me , dance with me as the waves crash over the shore , and the moon falls foul of the sun . or would you swoon as I embraced you’re tender lips on waves that broke upon the rocks that one day will take . There might be other ladies  who wait my Poetry with their soft baited breath . If my words did not rhyme or call love birds from their nests , then would you still rest you’re head on my breast ? Drink  from my skull in the ruins of my castle my sweet Aberfa Those craggy cliffs were never meant for you or I , yet you slipped and fell from my castle on high . the sea one stormy night, the sea my mistress swollowed whole . Now I await to dance with you again , for every night I stand alone , come sea monsters foul and dam the gates to eternity prowl , there’s no time now my waiting is done , the seas have my body and my new life’s begun . This Autumn sear to fire lights feary glow shall we dance as winters come, and go .
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Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 6:11 AM UTC
Aberfa
If I were a poet would you await my every word ? Sing a song for me the sweetest I’ve ever heard ? Would you awake for , boil an egg for , In the upper reaches of the night ? To the tingle of my bell to any given hour.? If I were a poet a thousand tongues would you egnore , just to listen to my words would you explore ..to hear  for my name behind every open door ? Would you walk with me , dance with me as the waves crash over the shore , and the moon falls foul of the sun . or would you swoon as I embraced you’re tender lips on waves that broke upon the rocks that one day will take . There might be other ladies  who wait my Poetry with their soft baited breath . If my words did not rhyme or call love birds from their nests , then would you still rest you’re head on my breast ? Drink  from my skull in the ruins of my castle my sweet Aberfa Those craggy cliffs were never meant for you or I , yet you slipped and fell from my castle on high . the sea one stormy night, the sea my mistress swollowed whole . Now I await to dance with you again , for every night I stand alone , come sea monsters foul and dam the gates to eternity prowl , there’s no time now my waiting is done , the seas have my body and my new life’s begun . This Autumn sear to fire lights feary glow shall we dance as winters come, and go .
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Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 6:11 AM UTC
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