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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Blood and now… By Stanley Russell Harris The new mad author & A Poetry Soup honourably mentioned poet Blood and now… Bite the bullet taste the sweet blood near near here flowing from the heart free as life blood can be free to give back life you see our two hearts might beat as one as we lay together on the floor our blood groups matched so were not ignored not one litre not two but three I willingly gave to thee There is more of my blood in you than what is left in me it’s true your life this day I did save by giving my blood just so on February 29th you know there is one leap year in four you know I see your face your stubble chin the worry lines your forehead shows now and then I see them you know as my blood into you does flow I have always admired you you know from a distance I hid my glow my face did blush I know it’s true it did every time I saw you I knew of course from that first time you were to be my Valentine but in the hue of the fights that special time was never right could you not feel the heat from me did your eyes not really see my heart was worn on my sleeve all my colleagues could it see were you really blind of the love of me should I now take the chance of this day and its romance tell you what I really think gosh our clothes really do stink I had not washed for a week or two the nurses were so good it’s true we were bathed that was luck but to put our dirty clothes back on what was with that that was so wrong I think I will swallow my pride and ask you to be my Valentine now as it is only one day in four years so so years of tears will go this time if you will just be my… Valentine NB. A little explanatory note to say the hero of the hour was a young general of feminine power, recently out of training school, but well blooded in warfare. And the man upon the floor, a private soldier, not to be ignored and yet in days of not too long ago fraternising with officers was oh no, no, not allowed. Love however knows no bounds, you know. And that is why this poem thus did flow. I do not know if the blitz was correct, or indeed the eclipse, perhaps in your marking you could advise me on that. Thank you. Stanley (The new mad author) ******Please delete from competition Valentine's Blitz-Poetry Contest Sponsored by Dave Will.
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