kimberly craig Poems

sleep is sneaking close to me
i can feel feel it's gentle call
i wonder what my dreams will be
if i dare to sleep at all
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who are you
to command my time when this time is my own
where do you come from
where are you now?
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from where did you come
and why now?
entering my life irreversibly
must you disrupt the order and exactness
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you came bouncing right into my life
just when i needed you
i know it's not forever
you'll never say 'i do'
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i want so to believe you
when you say you love me true
i just can't seem to understand
how i mean that much to you
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never have i known the secure comfort
in commitment
wandering all my life, as driftwood
rolling with the tide
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where are you?
i have exhausted all the possibilities
did you ever exist at all?
i have a habit of making memories
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In the land of far away
and nevermore
we share each other
a mere touch
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Night time is drawing nigh
when days turn into dreams
deep within the time of flight
when all is as it seems
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The bewitching hour has come and gone
night has settled in, the death of day
the quiet wee hours so indusive
to illustrious, glittering thoughts
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