Come over
sometime,
After a lonely day.
I'll never be afraid,
to touch
your weary body.
Come over
sometime,
after all we've shared
I'll not hesitate,
to give you,
that infinite
second chance,
to let you show
how much you love me.
Come over
sometime,
I could never refuse to hold you,
lose myself in our memories,
and try to believe.
The cold fact is the attempt to "try" at passion. That last line is an icicle.The only saving factor is lust when passion is dead and then....lust knows no name!
Susan
Early Works is an exhaustive compilation of the first decade of the poems and stories of Z.B.McClure. Included are family photos, rare personal photos, photos of 1st draft manuscripts of many of his early poems. Also some biography and memoir materia
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love always,Cody