Nightime Lover
By: Michael W. (ME)
When I go to sleep at night
I shead a little tear,
and then I cry for a certin guy
that i wish I could hold near.
He's in my dreams, and fantasies
I have when I fall asleep,
then the rising sun spoils all my fun
and I hold them in my keep.
When I think of him in school,
I get warm and bubbly all over,
Then I smell the most invigorating smell
of jasmine, honey, and clover.
He is my colorful rainbow,
my angel in the night,
just the tenderness in his voice
sends me higher then a kite.
When I hang with him,
I keep my feelings undercover,
but until I share my heart laid bare
he's just my nightime lover.
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When your sifting through the pages of my book of shadows,
Please let your imagination run free.
For this book is my dreams come to life,
And I'm finally ready to show you these poems so dear to me.
So come up to the lab, and see whats on the slab.
Please let your imagination run free.
For this book is my dreams come to life,
And I'm finally ready to show you these poems so dear to me.
So come up to the lab, and see whats on the slab.
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