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Jun 2013
As the wind spins the daffodils
My head starts to fill with reflections of you
Looking at the sky, wondering if I,
A mere peasant, could come close to you
I see you as Royalty,  
My heart no longer cares for me, Only you
A velvet color bleeds upon my chest
I sense you are different from the rest
Tho, this blood sticks to my skin
Reality is it comes from, within me
You slay me, constantly causing dismay
My heat is shaped for you, As if it is formed of clay
I am loyal to your eyes, I wear a mask
You can see through my disguise, only in the day
At night animal instincts arise, my howls crack the moon
How I yearn for you, I search for you, my heart cries to you
This piece you've given me won't suffice I need all of you
Capture your beauty into my life, forever a picture last
Tho, I dream to bring Kodak to life, if only for a night
When the beast preys on the innocent ones,
When the Sun is gone and the Moon has risen
Cover me in shadows and release night from prision
Endure my afflictions I will, If your willing to wait with me
Wait with me until your realize you love me,
These hues of colors are bright, Yes happiness
Will find us, If you stay with me
Until the waters run cold
The heat from our love
Is left to keep us warm
Just stay with me as the wind spins the daffodils,
And the plot thickens. Stick with me
When all is gone because or love must go on
Even if you don't know it yet.
Jay Bryant
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