Dreamer
a kiss in the morning, a kiss to say goodbye
a kiss just cos I love you , when im alone i sit and cry
you smile lights up my darkest days with eyes so dark but pure
you mane is just like poetry , "the raven" your my lenore
I cannot describe what you mean to me
the ropes that hold me in the darkest gloom are cut and I am free
I smile whenever your around i hate when we are apart
your name is etched inside of me and always in my heart
they say "its better to love and loss than never to loved at all"
love is like a poker game and all I do is call
inside of me theres so much to say but where oh where to start
alone I feel so stupid with you I feel so smart
with you I feel a better man with you I see so clear
id sell my soul to the devil himself just to hold you near
my darling I cannot express what I feel inside
i wrote this poem just for you so I know i trued
but I can never be the man you want ill never own a beemer
you are a woman of great taste and I am just a dreamer
Copyright © Simon Nixon | Year Posted 2007
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