Matthew Holloway Poems

The is not a star in the night sky
That can compare with you
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Mantra 1
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To you I would kneel
To you I would make love
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Lonely, the word is my millstone
Hung heavy about my heart
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She may well be an angel
This girl so close to my heart
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Please forgive my indiscretions
My hurtful words so often spoken
Or written in the haste of a note
For non are intended nor true
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I am fast approaching
What many would call my mid age
A time when I should look ahead
And plan for my later years
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It was perhaps four or five
In the morning as soft light
Broke through the window drapes
We lay together naked half asleep
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I feel the wind upon my face
And brightness of the morning sun
I taste the sweet of the morning dew
And in all I hear a song
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I take the evening
Imprison it for my own
I drink deep intoxication
Feel the fire of my rage
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It is to love I awaken
As it was to which I slept
To dream and to aspire
To live and face death
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