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Please Scroll Down For A Picture, Feels Like Forever Blues
Interesting Woman
There is a woman, kind and gentle,
Mysterious and intriguing, funny,
Always makes me smile; laugh happily
Talking with her from time to time, smiling so
To look up and giggle; cute she is
Saying the sweetest things without speaking,
Just actions of her mind, who she is,
Thoughts collide in streams naturally,
Never knowing what she will say next
So sweet, so much what I like, true
Specific simple things she comes up with
Rolling in my heart, starting something
Ever so lovely, special once again
To also wonder again, is she the one?
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A Picture
A picture,
image frozen in time,
flash of a life moment, paralysed.
Passion stares, I can gaze forever
into that picture my eyes first met yours
wondering constantly, really how you look,
knowing one image displays a breath of your book.
A person,
real life being
captured within a frame, judged.
Within any picture we see,
only one angle, moment perceived,
as this image to dream of real life
to hold you close in my night's mind.
A dream,
a deep inner wish
pulled from a heart's desires, cherished.
An image imprinted in my mind,
to come alive--come to me
in my dreams, you are almost real
when a picture is the mother of many.
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Feels Like Forever Blues
Everyday feels like there's no escape.
Inside my head running wild,
searching for something not there.
Caressed by my thoughts and dreams,
about a wonderful love to me,
finding each other so far apart.
Feels like forever love.
Distance in our way is nothing new.
Everything is changed,
our divine hope seems destroyed.
Daydreaming about what could have been.
Constantly asking myself,
why did we meet this way?
Feels like forever hope.
Loving every minute we shared,
you always had faith for both of us.
A chance meeting; abandoned.
Sadness fills my eyes wet,
why did it have to be this way?
Why do I have to live with this pain?
Feels like forever blues.
© Copyright 1999 Kenneth Jp Drysdale