M.I.A.

M.I.A.

A Poem by K Antonacci
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Thoughts

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There are so many things that I wish to say,

And I know exactly how.

They've been brewing in my head for days,

And they're to be released now.

 

Our lives are so close, yet apart, never touching

But a week ago, they bumped against and apologized

There was nothing that I wanted more

Than to stay on that couch all night.

 

Your laugh is infectious, we were children together

Performing gaily in front of our friends.

They knew there was something special there,

And I hoped that it would never end.

 

I cried for the second time at work today

The second time in almost a year

You're more than just movies and the couch

And the lingering smell of beer

 

You say you're a risk to me.

Well, I'm willing to take it.

Because I know that if you laugh, the same way you laughed last week,

My heart thinks that we can make it.

© 2009 K Antonacci


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K Antonacci
K Antonacci

My World, RI



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