george albot


Wilt, Wither! ! ! - Poem by george albot

Empty is my heart before the sun wakes me
Will she smile will she, warm me
Or will the haze mislead or beguile, me
Am I under a spell
Because of the beauty and her charm
Please let the sky be blue’
And not dark, and know rain today
Just heat that will make my sweat
And to feel a dampness
Of the morning dew
Night night babe or
Good morning lover
Either way so very hot
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 14, 2013



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