"befour" poems
Two times, two times befour I let ya go
No hard feelings, but I'm hardly feelin'
Way up, so high, down low, so low...solo
Googly eyes lit mine, now I'm keelin'
Lost love loves lots, there is no game to blame
Our self thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel
Beware new love disguised, I won't name njames
History, but a circle, thread on spool
Rekindle? Like wet wood drunk with moisture
fires die, like fireflies in winter
but scorched am I, by eternal ember
no lotion, nay cortizone heals center
Can't salute to your attention, so go
Worth the good times, but not the pain, yunno?
Jun 2, 2013
Jun 2, 2013 at 11:14 AM UTC
One plus one makes two,
One me. One you.
Two plus two makes four,
Two lovers. One *****
Never again count me in,
When you cheat at cards, neither win.
You cut me deep, you sliced so thin.
You provoked, Seven deadly sins.
Six feet under.
No where to run.
Five more minutes.
BeFour I come.
Three quarters cocked, my two barreled gun.
One thing in mine,
Zero regret.
Apr 12, 2020
Apr 12, 2020 at 4:36 AM UTC