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Alexander Albrecht
Poems
Mar 2014
A Muse Me
If you'll hope for hope
I'll hope that I can, too.
Between the towers and the marble
something drew me to you.
Because you're trying to get something.
I think that it's inner peace.
but you won't find that here,
no you won't, not in me.
And even if I were right,
you would tell me that I'm wrong.
You don't want a man to save you,
just someone who plays along.
So I've stopped answering the questions;
I side with you in false awe.
But wonder and adventure
are both dishes best served raw.
I've introduced you to my friends,
we've all danced the nights away.
And yet I still feel lonely
when you ask why I can't stay.
You haven't put that much together
to not have an answer by now.
It either means you're empty headed
or a tease, but I'm in doubt.
You just don't feel this way,
not as often as me.
And if that's the case,
then I guess we'll never be.
Girl, I still feel alone
when you ask me to stay
because I still feel alone
each and every other day.
See, a man needs something
that he can hold on to,
and that's either his chivalry
or a woman like you.
Yeah, it's either a bottle
or a woman like you.
You know, it's either his faith
or a woman like you.
I swear, life sure gets hard
without a woman like you.
Written by
Alexander Albrecht
29/M/Minneapolis
(29/M/Minneapolis)
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