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 I am sitting here with my pen
 Wondering what to write
 Don’t want to think of the topic
 Or the subject of love tonight
 Some say I write about love to much
 It’s in most of my poems
 Some thinks it’s my own emotions
 And I pure my feelings into them

 Yes some times to write a poem
 You have to put your heart into it
 And then fiction and reality blends 
 Like a colorful sweater being knit

 When any one read my poems
 I like to leave them thinking after
 So I write from many sides of life
 Fill with tears, love and laughter

 So today I won’t write about love
 I think I will give it a rest
 There are a lot more important topics
 Maybe I can try to address

 But the only thing that comes to mind
 Is the woman that I’m crazy about?
 Her beautiful smile, her starry eyes
 And sweet voice from her cute mouth

 My heart melts every time I see her
 And like a wave she swept me away
 And she glows brighter than the moon
 Over the beautiful maracas bay

 Oh sorry, I’m writing about love again
 It’s just so hard to not think of her
 But Let me stop this poem now
 And get a next sheet of paper

 Maybe I will write a song
 With a nice melody to get you hook
 And look for some pictures for it
 And later post on face book

 Or I could write about la romaine 
 By my cousins teddy, bobby and daughter
 Hanging out, playing cricket and football
 And helping my aunt sell by the cinema

 Or about our times in Indian trail
 Going in the bush for grapefruit to eat
 Or when all the kids come to marabella
 To spend holidays on ramsamooj street

 Or write about learning tailoring
 By ram mohess tailoring on Lord Street
 And when ram send me by takoor, s
 To buy bake and beef for the workers to eat

 And its where I meet my best friends 
 Derek, jacks, Carl, gangadeen
 Then Derek stop going to parties
 Join Hare Krishna and shave his head clean

 But I can’t stop thinking of her
 And I just want to write of the love I feel
 And I will blend in fiction with reality
 So no one can tell which part is real

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