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Sam Harty Poem
Can I want to be
Oh so much like you
Maybe instead of who I am
Easily able to walk away
Beyond even giving a damn
Always ready to open or
Close any old door I choose
Kicking to the curb
Those I deem mere refuse
Of course then you wouldn't
Matter as much as now you do
Existing without you surely I'd be blue.
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Always it's you
Beneath my skin
Catching my breath
Detouring my mind
Even when I try to
Fight impulses I still
Give in to you
Happily because
I love you and not
Just your sexy smile
Keeps me entranced
Lord no! There's much
More about you!
Nonstop wit and
Overflowing charm
Power wielded over me
Quickly disarming
Really any and all
Sense of personal
Trepidation my soul may
Undertake in a final
Valiant effort to try to
Weakly resist your
Xenial nurturing way
You still pull me in
Zapping my last bit of will
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There's always a whisper of madness,
playing in my brain as I struggle to get
loose from it's refrain and the constant
pounding me to comply makes me feel
quite insane.
Disaster brewing behind blue eyes
bits of chaos that won't be denied.
They tell me the choice is completely
mine but they don't see or feel how
I'm bound up inside.
Touch the people and watch them fall
knowing the horror to come, the pull
to cause pain, is the worse of all. I'm
the bad man says the song, but they
don't really know bad, no, not all.
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Sam Harty Poem
The Moon lights the path in the sand
where you walked. Water fills those footprints
like sand filled cups. I could drink from those
sole shaped sandy prints knowing you once
stood and created those indents.
I watch the waves dance against your legs
as your smile stretches as wide is the beach
I try to pull you to me like a life raft
but your beauty is too out of reach.
The water is crisp and cool to touch
as it caresses every grain of sand.
Your skirt swirls as you dance among the waves,
it's clear that it's you the land craves.
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it only takes a crack of light
to write of her, my true delight
to recount the times she was near.
to paint a picture of her, my dear.
to pen poems about so rare a beauty
seems more a privilege than a duty.
it only takes a crack of light
to write of her, my true delight
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Sam Harty Poem
Your eyes say go
There's a void left in my heart
Farewell my love
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Sam Harty Poem
She left me
one fine spring day.
I didn't see it coming,
or rather her going away.
Winter came because
she left me.
My heart chapped from
the coldness of her exit.
I couldn't find her
to beg her back since
she left me
I remain a total wreck.
Time has passed but
I still cry in my bed that
has become a tomb in which
she left me.
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I felt a funeral, in my brain
Somber people gathered
All in black
So many tears
The TRUTH revealed
People DID Care!!
Shovels of dirt cover me
It's raining soil on my casket.
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Maybe I'm pathetic
as I heel by your door
waiting for more
knowing there's not much
of anything in store.
But I would wait for you
forever and a day
I can't take a hint
I'm just not clever
that way.
If I was a millionaire
I buy you the moon
so it could
shine up in the sky
Just for you.
But I don't have that much
I do the best I can do
I wish you would see
my love Is a gift
that I offer to you.
I wish you were a genie
because I have a wish.
I wish my love was
valuable to you.
like a priceless jewel
but I'm afraid
I'm just a fool.
I love you more
than I can express
and I know
that at times I'm a mess
but when you talk to me
I feel blessed.
So please
never give up on me
as I pledge
my fealty to you.
If I lost you
I don't know what I do.
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Your sand, my waves
you're every grain
hotter than one
can possibly explain.
My water
trickles to you ,
at first
just to tease,
increasing
in urgency to aid
in your release.
Before too long
my waves
crash against you,
covering the loin
of your land,
caressing it in it's
beautifully long span.
My wetness envelopes you as
I bury you in the splashes,
applying wet thudding lashes.
I pound your hot surface
with all that is my waves
because in the end it's only
you that I crave.
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