He Has the KeyA Poem by CaseypowersLight reflects Moonshine Off my dark wine Slow sip Rain outside drips Tortured rivulets Trickle in my mind Together in one bind What to do? What do I do? The puddles form Sodden seepage stepping in Stepping on Muck begone From my shoes Chase away these Deep water blues Love light In those dark eyes Unlock Hidden Secrets inside © 2011 Caseypowers |
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Added on November 20, 2011 Last Updated on November 20, 2011 Author
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