G.B. Smith Poems

Deep into the purple dawn
mystical voices taunt me

I rush to my window to see who
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in the cold mist and in the dead of night
I stood for hours waiting for your reply

we stood face to face and talked as lovers do
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I hear your voice
in my dreams
and long for your kiss
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I remember the day so well
I was asleep out on the back porch
the morning haze was just burning off
and there you came into my life and heart
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I am a Word Smith
a spinner of words

Sometimes they entreat you
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Our tears are like the
leaves of autumn
they lie on the ground unnoticed
as everyone passes by
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Puzzled hearts came together at a time when we thought love's doors

were shut to us and glorious is a word to describe the passion
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Life is so precious

When I look at a sunset
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I have seen you stop on the street
and calm a crying child
or a homeless person
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In life there are times
when the feelings of the heart
are like a sunset
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