Sandra Black

A morbid state of fugue
A miasma of lucid dreams
Awake and yet not level
This night is endless it seems
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Why do I love him so?
I keep away from him
But in my heart I know
Only he can make my heart beat so
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Every morning
Over cups of iced coffee
Or in the tub
They meet hidden
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My heart had turned to stone
It was cold and broken
Down to the last bone
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He must be special
This man I know
Mum seems to love even more
She chats him up
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Prayers for a special someone
Prayers to forever be
Prayers in his heart mind
Prayers for safe to be
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She walks around with a smile on her face
And not one person in the whole wide world
Knows the reason for her quickened pace
The world can see the glow on her skin
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I love your brains
I love your humour
I love it when
You make my worries fewer
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It took me so long to find you
But it took no time to know you
I felt it instantly
A deep connection electrically
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Is there such a thing as love?
Is there such a thing
That to one's heart
Pure joy bring?
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Did you see the angles on that shape?
acute obtuse and right
Not one dashed curve in sight
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A whole year of my life
I gave to you
I listened to you night and day
I heard all your jokes and anecdotes
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As I sit in my solitary confinement
I ponder the following points of refinement

I am thankful that you do what you do
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Pure pain overflows
And the worst part he knows
He cares not anymore
Just fills me with more woes
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O dear delicious soul
You filled me up like a Swiss roll
Like beans on toast
Like chicken roast
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Your wispy silver hair
And your superlative flair
The wise things you say
And how you shy to pray
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When the mice went out
The cat began to play
She licked her wiskers
And soon watched for prey
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Is it wrong to be selfish
Is it wrong to keep you for myself alone

You may be a delectable dish
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There is a magical word
That seems to stun my man
It makes him shiver and run
Like a common cad
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His arrival is anticipated like the Sun at dawn
He is awaited for like a full moon at sunset
He is not a superhero, but it doesn't hurt to try
If I cannot have him surely I shouldn't cry?
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