No, not you, not dying in my arms

rollingsrollings Posts: 7,124
edited November 2010 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
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Never to this day had I before held
What starts so sweet
Where is it gone
No, not you, not dying in my arms

Your words come over me
In your voice I want to be
Of not much more I care
On dirt ground bed
I swear
I could sleep right there


...
There's nothing like the evening
Is this where the day
...begins to end?

Is this good-bye, my friend?
The part that they call curtain call

Or is it still playing?
I swear
I can still hear your song

Am I dreaming, sleeping
too much to dare be true
I close my eyes
I can't say how long
I can't say how glad
that yes, its you


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Comments

  • mysticweedmysticweed Posts: 3,710
    whoa
    woe
    woeful
    woe is me

    this could be a song HF
    a beautiful fucking song
    and, of course, i love it
    fuck 'em if they can't take a joke

    "what a long, strange trip it's been"
  • "There's nothing like the evening
    Is this where the day
    ...begins to end?

    Is this good-bye, my friend?"


    is this sad ? maybe... but evenings and good-byes, they mean everything... you're too much Full Full... maybe that's why
  • Godfather.Godfather. Posts: 12,504
    freakin great !!!
    AWESOME !! MAN YOU NAILED IT.

    Godfather.
  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    this is very nice
    thank you for sharing it with us
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • catefrancescatefrances Posts: 29,003
    :thumbup:
    hear my name
    take a good look
    this could be the day
    hold my hand
    lie beside me
    i just need to say
  • rollingsrollings Posts: 7,124
    Thank you all very much
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