GAYLE ANNE GOFF

Rookie (12 15 51 / MISHAWAKA-SOUTH BEND HOME OF NOTRE DAME AND SAINT MARY'S)

Flames And Passion - Poem by GAYLE ANNE GOFF

With our ears we will listen
Our eyes met with such hunger
Our hearts with such passion
for the touch of our hands
together was, like lighting
which threw us upon the sand.

For our hearts were in flames
No one was too blame what
was to come, it would never be
the same with posson I felt a
little lame.
For he was out to make me tame
and I was not to forget I was his dame
I told him latter you had better forget
my name no one will make me their dame
I do not play those kind of games.

GAYLE ANNE GOFF
2008


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 4, 2008

Poem Edited: Sunday, February 8, 2009


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