Text Me Poem by O. C. Woods

My favorite destination is your shore
that bright golden clear sky you pour

You walk I run to fill the gap of life being not what I've wanted
you walk I pretend not being under your so tempting spell never to fold

In the train I remember the first line back then
when we met and first fell to stay written

From this day until me last I'll wear your Stars on heart high
write the words I have to paint wishing for a you-flavored reply

'Love you' send from Sun and smile brought to lips
text me Moon, I'll read savor read squeezing letters to inspirational juice.


O.O.W
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02-24-2012
03-23-2012