Patrick Coates

Long ago, so many days,
Men sailed across the oceans waves.

They grabbed the lands our mothers gave.
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Why such a face so alone and in woe?
This lovely one cast with eyes in blue shadows?

The pretty face, which glows, eyes like gold.
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Diamonds
winking
from her lobes,
Rosy
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Why do black streams run from brown eyes
Down amber face
Over red mouth?
Why like hills are lips swollen andcurving, as your sweet tears race, twisting, turning, then spilling, now burning?
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Now did you mean to strike a spark,
that struck this fire inside my heart?
Was it the smile, long lashes, or nouveau roque lipstick? You got that sassy style
Magazine-Pretty, some tell me I'm as shallow as a river that's seen no rain
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Rome to her is a daydream,
under a hot bright sun.
Its warmth, decay, it's mysteries,
its why she likes to come.
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All I ever wish is to have, to hold you
Don't think it's not true because I never told you
You still have my love for sure
Gave you my heart, I couldn't ask for more
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