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David Hall
Poems
Dec 2010
My Mysterious Woman
Reality is a teasing uncle
Who sometimes gets my nose
I stomp like a child yelling, “give it back”
And he laughs at my naiveté
Innocence is a long lost friend
That I oft times remember fondly
If he could see what his absence wrought
He’d scoff at my depravity
Time my dishonest father
Promised me he’d always be fair
If you ask me he passes too quickly
In the moments that matter the most
Sleep my fickle mistress
Who more often than not eludes me
Not in my bed when I set out to find her
She’s ran off with my dreams to the coast
Life my mysterious woman
I can’t help myself but to chase her
Just when I think I finally found her favor
I find she has more surprises
Written by
David Hall
35/M/Nashville
(35/M/Nashville)
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