Two AM
Where could you be?
To love is to worry, again.
Now, it is twenty past three
you’ll say, you were looking for me?
It is true?
I was out there so lost without you.
Even my verses had ice-covered,
I was speechless and dumb.
Everyone thinks I am crazy.
To risk everything once more,
I just grin and tell them,
Have some respect for my woman.
Four Am.
You come inquisitively to the door,
God, she is downing again.
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--Thomas Kemp/poet
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Love is an irresistible desire
to be irresistibly desired.
--Robert Frost
Via LOVE SAYINGS By Bradford G. Wheler
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