Bee Kilpatrick


Crack Of The Night - Poem by Bee Kilpatrick

You walk through the halls
Of the city on the hills
Looking for a love
In the crack of the night
Looking for a love
That won't make you weep
We have got a love
That we cannot keep
Our pockets are shallow
But the well is deep
Listen to us now
You don’t have to speak
I don’t have a cup
You can sip from your hand
Drink the living water while you can
Just one drink and you will understand
Words alive it is a cosmic ride
Words alive it is a cosmic ride
Words alive it is a cosmic ride


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 28, 2010



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