Tim Roper Poems

A debt that I owe to thee
For what you have done to me.
For loving me strong as the wild sea;
For brilliant and joyful jubilee.
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Waste not; want not.
Tie the string up with a knot.
Adding to the ball of twine,
That marks the passing of our Time.
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Last night,
‘neath sparkling mantel of midnight blue
I, from meadow quite and still,
Sent Love to you.
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May I hold you Sweet, close and tight?
Not long Dear, just 'till forever comes.
Please shelter here 'till the end of night,
Until darkness to eternal light succumbs.
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I wish the wishes that cannot be
The wishes for my sweetheart and me
Lying 'neath the summer linden tree
Wishing wishes of impossability
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