the tiniest of momentsA Poem by knightcalldarlin i saw you for the tiniest of moments this morning as soon as i caught you i had to go downtown a crazy b***h waits for an an apology from me i've got not time all my letters are reserved for you i wait for the sirens of the parkway but the only sound i hear the melody of your magic, the affection of your stone once i didn't believe in castles made of stitches and grit but it's the determination that glides through you awakens my insides for you brings in the tides for you and i have to stand back though i know i'll find my way and i wanted you to know i appreciate you giving this poor boy a listen from the top of your silver sutured tower because when i hear you call my name i'm ready to fight the fires in my life again and i'm falling into places made of dreams lifting me up to places only towers reach
© 2011 knightcall |
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4 Reviews Added on July 7, 2011 Last Updated on July 7, 2011 AuthorknightcallShawnee Mission, KSAboutA trauma chaplain at an inner city hospital. Formerly a sportswriter, a native of Chicago. Now living in the Heartland. more..Writing
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