Matthew Densley Poems

If you would listen carefully
Everytime I hold you near
You will find the sweetest song
That your ears could ever hear
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Love is irration disguised as passion
A madness no one can evade
It hurts when it goes, the scars never close
Heartbreak is a price we've all paid
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I lost my smile some time ago
And for the while am stuck in woe
My pain is piled and stacked on show
I am defiled and feeling low
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Treat me like a lump of clay
And mould me as you please
Let me be the man you want
The one you want to squeeze
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I love to rest my head on a grassy pillow
Near the waving branches of a willow
Not a care in the air of the summertime
Just peaceful calm that's soothing sublime
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What sweetness held between my arms
She's soft as silk and warm to touch
Trapped and bound within her charms
I fear I love her far too much
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What can it be, which bows my lip
Every time I see your face
Your beauty caused my heart to skip
And lose sight of its rhythmic pace
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I don't need a gift this year
Already have what I hold dear
You gave me all I need to live
There's nothing else you need to give
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Here, I lament the death of a child
Though not deceased, but gone the same
Thrown from shelter into wild
Left unguarded, life's fair game
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I love the way my Soapy Bubbles
Eases woe and all my troubles
Calms my nerves and make me smile
Keeps me clean when all is vile
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