Kewayne Wadley Poems

Calls Home


It doesn't matter what happens
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Somewhere Someplace
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From the tree we both grow,
Pointed in different directions.
Banana tree, supple in the wind.
Perfect brown spots, silk yellow skin.
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Keep me somewhere where I know
You'll reach.
No matter what time of day
No matter what time of night.
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Fixed on your gaze, I am tied
To a string.
Following you wherever you go.
Fixed on your gaze high or low,
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I went out last night
What's the worse that can happen,
She's here in my bed
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When she looks at me,
All the pieces of my heart
Find their way together
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She dropped an anvil
On my head, even smiled wild.
I love how she runs
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Second job here I
Come. I don't mind the extra
Cash, yeah I'm lying
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Eyes connect like dots.
I love your small black dress, I'll
Race you to the car
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