Clock Work Poem by Louis Borgo

She said she lonely past sleeping with the covers eyes fully dialect,

Time tick gesture calms rapture vibration of mood swing is this a case of dangerous woman,

Love notes love that knows this is real love,

I'm screaming at window at widows to walls to walls to hold still,

My moment of guilty sign no cover of a outlaw just wait,

Spin pen night of a galaxy out last time with in the moment of love just wait,

And what I found minute moment time like glass of a opera shout why don't you,

Cause what is on my mind is more then hand behind scene can capture,

Love notes love that knows this is real love,

I wait to midnight to capture the perfect text to joy sleepless nights,

She speak among the phone and the dial tone out last the ring of the moment,

Love notes love that knows this is real love,

Clock Work.