Hershe Moore Poems

Yesterday I took a long walk with me,
Had a talk and come to find out we were so unhappy,
Asked eachother'Why? '
Looked one another in the eye,
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You won't find me in the shadows,
I'm searching for the street lights!
Bright!
Fast cars, money...
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In passing,
perfection!
Tall in stature and easy on the eyes,
Neatly groomed,
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Greet me with the imprint of passion,
Meet me on the desolate shores
of ecstasy reformed...
Anew!
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These two,
This pair...

Demanding your attention,
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I don't need any witnesses so would you
Please close the door behind you,
The lights too bright,
I need em' dimmed,
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Met him on a cloudy Sunday morning,
thunder clappin with the sizzle of the bacon,
People reacting to the news from the night befo',
waitresses bumping and tossing orders to the man,
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When you didn't see me in your corner,
I was by your side.
When you couldn't feel my arms around you,
I kept you in mine.
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Sometimes...
it's not a stranger at all,
The violator... perpetrator,
He's on the prowl!
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It ain't nobody,
probably the chick up the way...
let me go through my cupboards
see what I can loan her today
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