what’s your hurry
getting nowhere
I can’t say it matters much
but I sure
wish
you’d ease your leaving
stick around
for one more touch
baby
I’m already missing
another chance for staying on
tho I’ll be safe
inside your crazy –
when nights are dark
years
too long
stick around
I’ll make you love me
tell your fortune nice and slow –
trade a dream
for one more morning
stick around
baby please
don’t go
. . .
Well, My Dear you sure meet the definition of a great poet – “A great poet is one whose words reach out and touch the heart of your reader!!”” Bravo, My Dear – Mission Accomplished! You brought me to tears visualizing this!! Your words are powerful and magical too!! Bellissimo, Sweet Lady, Bellissimo!!
xoxo 🌹🌹😘😢
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
Be sure you come read this beautiful, romantic poem!!!
This is just plain raw emotion, Bobbie, and it’s beautiful……..xo