Jeffrey Philip Clegg
Marrow Smith - Poem by Jeffrey Philip Clegg
Have I told you how pretty you are,
and how I'd jump off of a cliff
if you told me to?
But then I couldn't kiss your lips,
so I might as well have
jumped off of a cliff.
I'll try to hang onto you,
but if I tie you down,
you can tell me to
jump in a lake.
I'd be drowning
in my own
Just give me a kiss?
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