Poetry For Everyday People
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We're here,
we're all out
there, sitting
at work, walking
in the Malls, in line
at Starbucks, jogging,
alone, pajama's,
bare feet, naked, shooting up life,
no choice, frozen pizza,
picking up weed, feeling
guilty for loving, needing
the only thing we can't have,
cloth shopping, listening to our
music, stuck in traffic, thinking
we can dream our way out,
and we will,
we all move on, from temporary,
these walls could never hold us, pain is
just emotional strength, slow moving time
is just patients wisdom,
I wanna day dream more,
I wanna feel relaxed I can just get lost in
uninterrupted thoughts, float in my life, lay on my
sky,
I dream beautiful paintings,
wish we could just kiss each other all
the time, wish we can just have each others
back, hug for pure reasons, no lies,
you know I'll always massage your feet here at the snap
of your fingers, pick you up when you need me, listen to
your every word, your hearts whispers,
pour you wine and a poem when you get home,
light candles, your favorite music, sit back,
it isn't everyday two people
feel this.
we're all out
there, sitting
at work, walking
in the Malls, in line
at Starbucks, jogging,
alone, pajama's,
bare feet, naked, shooting up life,
no choice, frozen pizza,
picking up weed, feeling
guilty for loving, needing
the only thing we can't have,
cloth shopping, listening to our
music, stuck in traffic, thinking
we can dream our way out,
and we will,
we all move on, from temporary,
these walls could never hold us, pain is
just emotional strength, slow moving time
is just patients wisdom,
I wanna day dream more,
I wanna feel relaxed I can just get lost in
uninterrupted thoughts, float in my life, lay on my
sky,
I dream beautiful paintings,
wish we could just kiss each other all
the time, wish we can just have each others
back, hug for pure reasons, no lies,
you know I'll always massage your feet here at the snap
of your fingers, pick you up when you need me, listen to
your every word, your hearts whispers,
pour you wine and a poem when you get home,
light candles, your favorite music, sit back,
it isn't everyday two people
feel this.
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