In A WordA Poem by Art FreemanLove or Lust?...you decide!
You are, In a word, Superb. And I, A nerd Who hardly Deserves To serve Such an Angel. A bird, Whose wings Were clipped And mangled. And hurt You are. And I, Concerned, With you. A star, Fallen into My lap. A pearl, Hardened By a Scratch. A jewel You are.
Am I A fool? Or just Prune To fall In love With you, A dove? I was. But now, I am Touched by A sight Unseen. A dream Shared Between You and me.
Plainly You are Made For me. So much Of me Is what You are. You are Me. Or At least A part. The heart. The beat. The spark. The heat.
I mean, You are A treat. A gift For the Neglected. A whiff Of something Scented. A breeze Carrying A message.
The essence Of everything I am, You are. © 2010 Art FreemanReviews
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5 Reviews Added on November 9, 2008 Last Updated on October 25, 2010 AuthorArt FreemanBrooklyn, NYAbout...I rode for Miles on Coltrane...became Dizzy when I met the Duke...spent the Holiday with the King...and a handsome Monk...but it was a colorful Hancock that taught me how to Cooke and Count... - a.. more..Writing
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