jim bethke Poems

I awoke today,
to a new day,
the first day,
of the rest of my life.
...

What once was,
No longer is.

What once was good,
...

Should I suffer torture I would rather take the pain
Than say the words that take away your smile;
Silent in devotion, feel my blood flow down the drain,
Stagger to my feet to see you one more time again,
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Last night....
as you fell asleep in my arms...
I couldn't help but think just how lucky a man I am.
The smell of your hair as you nestled your head on my arm,
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My love is a Siren from Winona,
Possessing great beauty and a most intoxicating aroma,
With a tongue lashing from me,
Excited she'll be,
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My Maiden with locks of gold,
My Maiden with a smile that pales the sun and warms my cold,
My Maiden with laughter to lift my heart,
My Maiden with a love from which I can never part,
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Sleep.
I cannot….
My blood boils.
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