Dan Cummings

Rookie (08 / 09 / 1979 / Vallejo, California)

Still Remains - Poem by Dan Cummings

Our bread we live, our bed we sleep
Making love and I become you
Flesh is warm with naked feet
stabbing thorns and you become me
Oh...I'd beg for you
Oh...You know I'd beg for you
Pick a song and sing a yellow nectarine
Take a bath I'll drink the water that you leave
If you should die before me ask if you could bring a friend
Pick a flower hold your breath and drift away
She holds my hand we share a laugh
Sipping orange blossom breezes
Love is still and sweat remains
A cherished gift unselfish feeling
Oh...Id beg for you
Oh...You know I'd beg for you

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  • (5/6/2006 3:49:00 AM)


    This is such a wonderfully uplifting poem Dan. Thanks for sharing it my friend. 10 from Tai (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 6, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 6, 2006


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