Untitled Poet .

     
If there was one last dance    
sweet-wild-child, it would be with you  
my love  
breaking the line  
untill my feet bled    
while the music broke the rhythm    
in my head  
If one last poem was written  
I'd write it for you love  
search the metaphors  
similes    
and alliteration, from the depths    
of the heart, till blood no longer circulated  
Typing each phrase with so much care    
that my fingers would cramp    
filling it with so many words    
it would challenge the dictionary  
If there was one last breath    
beautiful woman  
I'd use it to lock lips with you  
Gasp it and hold it  
left with the taste of you    
swirling in my being    
sucking you in  
to feed me for eternity  
     
If I fall again  
I want to fall into you,    
from the top floor of the empire estate  
A free fall because  
I love you  
If there is one last prayer woman    
I pray I never again would have to    
lock you away    
and that we could be together    
love inked in each others lives  
even if only    
for my very last day  
my lovely  
     
     
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