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Brandon Campney
Poems
Jan 2012
Perfect Match
The sun that lights my moon
But never one dark night
Because I glow when she’s around
And she glows to my delight
The cookies to my milk
She makes me much less bland
And I soften up her crunch
As if it was something that we planned
The wave running through my ocean
The one that will never crash
Nothing scary nothing big
Just enough to make a splash
I’m a cloud floating in an empty sky
She is my silver line
We’re not here to rain on any parade
Just float till the end of time
I’m the blob of purple goo
And she’s my nutty pal
Throw us on a piece of bread
Do with us what you shall
I’m locked up she’s my key
She opens me like a door
I can tell her all she needs to know
And she can tell me more
Where ever you find pavement
There’s grass that’s peeking through
And when I laid my eyes on her
The only flower grew
It will never change
There was never a doubt in my mind
On day she will be my wife
There is no one left to find
My sun, my cookie, my wave,
My glowing silver line,
My key, my flower, or my wife
What ever she is she’s mine
As long as she is in my life
And forever there she’ll stay
There’s one thing I can tell you
She’s why I wake up everyday
Corny, mushy love poem.
Written by
Brandon Campney
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