The Black & White Poet
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Knots
In my book,
I'm drawn back with black and blue.
Dreams don't come true.
And life's startled with mazes.
The races in my heart beat out…
In three by four measure.
And pleasure is bound by distance.
Kisses miss the mark by an inch,
And a pinch won't bring you into reality.
The statues in the garden cry,
And to fly free is forbidden.
The only character in this fairy-tale is me.
Because nobody can read beyond my words.
Pain is inexpressible and heartache fails to touch.
Too much is tied deep inside with knots.
~DaYnA e. 12/11/03
I'm drawn back with black and blue.
Dreams don't come true.
And life's startled with mazes.
The races in my heart beat out…
In three by four measure.
And pleasure is bound by distance.
Kisses miss the mark by an inch,
And a pinch won't bring you into reality.
The statues in the garden cry,
And to fly free is forbidden.
The only character in this fairy-tale is me.
Because nobody can read beyond my words.
Pain is inexpressible and heartache fails to touch.
Too much is tied deep inside with knots.
~DaYnA e. 12/11/03
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