I want to write a poem today
I want to strum a guitar,
I want to here the temple bells
I want to listen you play the sitar
do I talk about the moon
how I played with its kids all night
or of the people I am fond of
of the memories I am slave to
I want to tell you what I feel
I want you to know what I think
I want to write this poem for you
but where are you when I look for you
I can fill it in with all those words
which I know but really dont mean
I can say all the phoney things
but I want to write a peom not a rhyme
Friday, August 01, 2008
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