Mark Butkus

From Love And Squalor - Poem by Mark Butkus

When your name is stolen from a book
it's easy to lift lines
I don't know if she knows it
or even if it matters

Looking up toward the stars
she asks for recognition
Closer than the distant heavens
she lives within my heart

I've told her from the first we met
when held within my arms
I'm never going to let you down
One promise I have kept

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 25, 2011

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