Wednesday, 8 May 2013

Running Words

He whistles to her
come meet me half way
be the cut in my diamond
come brighten my day

A place in his heart
he keeps just for her
a gentleman he is
such a kind sir

Turning the pages
quickly to see
where they will end up
will they marry
or live free

Wonders take hold
wanting to rush and take it all in
hurry up dialogue
time waits for no man

Words written, time well spent
hours of thinking
eyes always blinking
tiredness making sentences
feel like a ship sinking

Chapter nearly done
book mark needs to be placed
he can not wait
to see who else she meets


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