Biography of David Jargo
I am a 28 year old architect and work in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. I'm single and have a house in the country outside the city. I'm an avid runner, a sometime triathlete and a sculptor. I feel my iron sculpture is my purest form of artistic self expression, but I do write short stories and poems too.
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David Jargo Poems
Today I wrote your name upon the sand, But came a wave and washed it away. So I wrote your name upon my hand, And pressed it to my lips so it should stay.
You, Boy Who Rides The Waves
Under blazing Carolina sun clouds float by, Overhead I see chattering white gulls fly, In double sets, waves crashing upon the shore, I shut my eyes and dream of you once more.
On Handrawn Cards To You
So long you were my true friend; I held my Love, yet love would not end. My heart believed what my head did not know; I told it not, yet in such silence it did grow.
Today I wrote your name upon the sand,
But came a wave and washed it away.
So I wrote your name upon my hand,
And pressed it to my lips so it should stay.
Then into the cold wind my head did turn,
And in a shriek I heard the world's voice.
Foolish boy! Of perpetual love you yearn,
Do you believe you have been given a choice?