Winston Edgar Hall
Upon The Time When I Awake - Poem by Winston Edgar Hall
Upon the time when I awake
My perceptions are but a blur;
A chance with you I must forsake,
For now it will not occur.
When I dream, your love is tender;
It calms my every sense.
Nothing real could ever hinder
A bonding so intense.
Prove to me that what I feel
Is not a mere false hope. Give
Me me a taste of something real
That isnt faded by dope.
Hold on tight, you will not lose me
Even when falling through
Quicksand. I long to be the one
You choose, so I can be your kickstand.
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