Albert Martin

Long Distance Cold Bodied Girl Written Blues - Poem by Albert Martin

I tried to count every star
But the morning came
And the stars expired
I’d rather you to be my girl
And no one else
But a long road runs
In the middle of me
And you, my pearl

None a farmer gives me job
None a sports car wants to run
But I’ve got you, ragged doll
To have my fun

Well the devil wants the sun
To kick it away and make it lost
But your body’s like ice little girl
And mine beside it’s as frost

Topic(s) of this poem: love

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 4, 2015

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