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Poems
by Simon Burgess Aged 35 and Three Quarters
Hello,
Goodbye
Hello
I
am yours
I
am here
Waiting
Wanting
your smile
Wanting
your kiss
Wanting
your love
But
Enough
is enough
Puff,
puff
Goodbye
I
was yours
Not
here
Gone
elsewhere
Smiling
Not
at you
Can’t
stop
Time
I flew
Phew.
You
and me
Through
the mist, my eye
Catches
a glimpse
Intoxication
A
smile
And
a flirtatious move
You
look at me
Wide
eyed
Hold
me in your gaze.
Freckles on a face
Spoons
Curl
Pearl,
pure white
In
a protective shell
Let
the wind blow free
Together
we beat the world
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