Dave SmithWhite

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My Wild Cavalier - Poem by Dave SmithWhite

Whenever I see her, my heart shifts a gear.
My guts turn to water, and drown my old fear.
Whenever I see her, my wild cavalier:
I tell her, I love her, and mourn the lost years.

Whenever I see her, she seems so sincere.
A woman empowered, with the gift of a seer.
Whenever I see her, my wild cavalier:
My lady of flowers, exists without peer.

Whenever I see her, a true musketeer.
Enlightening my world like a bright chandelier.
Whenever I see her, my wild cavalier:
I count precious hours of bliss when I'm near.

Whenever I see her, the fate's engineer
To spin the same circles in a dance to the rear.
Whenever I see her, my wild cavalier:
She paints her full colours, both opaque and clear.

Whenever I see her, I pr*ck up more than my ears.
She is grand opera, while I carry spears.
Whenever I see her, my wild cavalier:
I tell her, I love her, and I'll always revere.

Whenever I see her, it is no small beer.
She upsets my balance and all I hold dear.
Whenever I see her, my wild cavalier:
Unlike all her gallants, I'm no tame souvenir.

Whenever I see her, she dries my wet tears.
Now time is yet shorter, then she disappears.
Whenever I see her, my wild cavalier:
I tell her, I love her, and have done for years!

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 14, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 15, 2011


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