Love Is An Ocean, and Baby I'M An Anchor

You became the one, out of a complete stranger.
Some person points a gun at you, my life is now in danger.
But baby, now you're gone, and I've built up all this anger.
I knew it all a long, I'm an outfit. You're a hanger.

In other words, you were, something to hang on to.
My life is rather rough, but you were something I belonged to.
Something I'd never hurt, nor would I, ever wrong you.
See, love is like some lyrics, and we never got this song through.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Brown Avatar
January 18, 2011 at 4:21 AM
Good morning and thank you for sharing your poetry William. It was a pleasure to read your poetry today and I hope you will continue to write. The best to you in your writing endeavors whatever they may be in 2011. Love, Carol
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January 17, 2011 at 1:53 PM
I think is is great...and if it's your reality, I am sorry. Well-written expresion of your grief. Take care. Always, Annalise
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January 17, 2011 at 1:16 PM
Interesting, poem William~ sure enjoyed~ skat
Pettit Avatar
January 17, 2011 at 12:06 PM
Seeing the title to your work reminded me of the seventies hit song "Magnet and Steel" by Walter Egan. You have decent descriptiveness and rhyming here.
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January 17, 2011 at 12:02 PM
I love it William, reach out for who and what you need.. love ! love !got to do with everything.. enjoyed,..p.d.
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