Leon Crooks Poems

“I want to be love, ” said her eyes when I lay mine's upon them.
But this conception of love is a bit short coming, the full story I will share
with you.
When I think about love I think about time.
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I have been waiting, I have been waiting; the man sat on his thoughts.
Have I been dreaming of holding and caressing, reality hit his heart.
Ten years and counting, he has been searching, now he is just a lonely old man.
He is fifty and counting, No more nights crying, the doctor recommend before he departs.
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