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Is It Poetry

(1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

Sing To Me

Start to sing to me.
Like the expanding sky, could I but dream of.
The biggest of stars
if I could but see your brown eyes.

Love me and you and you I would love to sing of.
Long lost the spruce trees,
and your name is but night whispers the wind.
Exhausted my short life found purpose.
Like each hungry child my love only grows.
I love what I do not have.

You are so far away.
Letting go of the sunset, slowly it sinks.
However, at night the moon starts to rise.
The biggest of night time stars,
are when I look into your brown eyes.

Submitted: Saturday, June 22, 2013
Edited: Friday, July 26, 2013

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  • Ramesh Rai (6/27/2013 5:28:00 AM)

    The biggest of night time stars,
    are when I look into your brown
    eyes. beautiful write (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (6/25/2013 8:37:00 PM)

    A very romantic poem. The moon in all
    it's magnificent glory starts to rise. Songs
    like music in my ears to me. Thanks. (Report) Reply

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