yvonne Ghana Poems

with you, making love
was never a bore
it was never an obligation
it felt natural;
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one day i met you
funny, silly man
and gave you my heart
truthfully, trustingly
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what is a secret?
its what you tell everyone
except that one person
that really matters
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if i could write you a poem
it would be of love and sex
i would say i love you
at least a thousand times
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everything has an ending
a movie must climax
every song has a final note
even the day must give way to night
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i keep starring at the phone
ring, please ring, i think
my fingers itch to dial
the number engraved in my head
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i know im not like them
those other girls you, ve loved
its hard to understand me
my perceptions and views
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you saw me the other day
with another man
one whose name
i cant be bothered to remember
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somewhere deep within
this hurting heart of mine
there's still a little hope
that you, ll one day forgive
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i was falling and falling
into a bottomless pit
my screams of terror echoed
a sound of shattered dreams
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