Bill Kamen Poems

I like cold beer on a hot day
I like hot women on a cold day
I like music on a hot or cold day
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When I hear that song.
I see you walkin'
on that beach
swaying to the
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My life is a perpetual struggle between body and soul
My body wants to enjoy the world
My soul wants to better the world
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As I lay here with you,
in the still of the night,
watching you sleep,
I feel love that I can not express.
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Three sheets to the wind, the boat meanders,
Hammered with repeated blows.
Euphoric, triumph will prevail.
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Beyond the horizon,
clouds of dust and gas
formed,
creating a burning love.
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A cold December day,
Jennifer is home
in her bed.
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Immediately, after the confrontation,
He poses in the room for hours',
drinking wine, smoking cigarettes, and listening
to Dylan's just like a woman.
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I am with her waiting for darkness to come
The time will come when her eyes will see
As darkness will be bearable when the angels descend
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She suddenly explodes and I can feel the heat
of her glowing rage on my body.
I flee from her wrath as darkness reveals itself,
like a prisoner escaping into the night.
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