Andy Greenwald Poems

Burned by the utmost fire
Of rotten desire,
I find myself in awe.
The pain of a liar
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As if by some divine design,
I clearly give up on things, it seems
Because life has given me its only sign,
Of ridding me of my solemn dreams.
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Was it I that rued to blame
Yet remained in denial?
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Yes, I have loved with love
that was more than love
more than love,
Drove myself mad with this love
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If I fall along the way,
Would You be right here to stay,
Would You help me with my broken heart,
To sow it back after it was torn apart,
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In the alleys of hotless rain,
That pour more than once, than twice,
but thrice.
Trickle down the gutter drain,
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Ah, the light.
The bright light of dreams.
Up above us all
Given to us,
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Love me tenderly
And love me sweet.
For I have loved you
Being my greatest feat.
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Such a sight for summer-stained eyes
The cold breathes down my back
Too cold for a warming ransack
In a shelter where bears the truth's lies
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'Keep the courage to give,
And forever will you live.'
She said so often
Memories too soon forgotten.
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