blue eyed boy of pure flesh and grown bones
you truly inspire
sadly you desire to burn
beneath the suns clench
you have written poetry for girl's
scattered all over this world
all i ask of you is a poem for me
a note to let me know it's true
they say it comes easy to you
blue eyed boy of thirty two
you look far younger than your years
admired by your wisest peers
you say that your heart beats to the rhythm of mine
for that poem i still pine
write it with your blood
i promise you i will drink it up line after line
roy mccarthy
for that poem i still pine
Mar 26, 2011
Mar 26, 2011 at 7:32 PM UTC
blue eyed boy of pure flesh and grown bones
you truly inspire
sadly you desire to burn
beneath the suns clench
you have written poetry for girl's
scattered all over this world
all i ask of you is a poem for me
a note to let me know it's true
they say it comes easy to you
blue eyed boy of thirty two
you look far younger than your years
admired by your wisest peers
you say that your heart beats to the rhythm of mine
for that poem i still pine
write it with your blood
i promise you i will drink it up line after line
roy mccarthy
for that poem i still pine
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