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Jun 2013
I am the icing on the cake you didn't bake
the lake run dry.
The guy that gave his all
the ball that burst
the thirst that can't be quenched
I am the above
and you still love
me.
It is a touch of destiny wherein I find the fate that you once saw that I could be
and in all of me that loves all of you
sometimes I know not what to do
but you show me tenderness
In my willingness I show you too
what but what else would it serve to not deserve that which I would fight on to preserve
and you
who would suffer this
I kiss not once,not twice
but always and with all my might.

Tonight the light that shines will be the light of better times and in our better times we'll see just what the icing tastes like
be with me
be with me
my destiny is reaching out to open doors and let me in
lock me in
lock me warm against your skin
we'll watch the evening growing thin
and let us now begin the
prelude.

Play the piano
break the keys
smash the movements but let the moments surrender to me please
at ease
stand down
unzips the wedding gown
and all is still
just Jack and Jill and the hill
they need to climb.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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