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Yet another love poem...originally posted under 67Goat...
You asked me if I think of you,
You know, my Love I always do,
And even though I can't be there,
I want you to know I'll always care.

So much in my life has recently changed,
Everything seemingly rearranged,
Until I get it all on track,
I don't know when I will be back.

And though I sleep alone at night,
Without you, my Love to hold me tight,
And though I sleep with the stars overhead,
I'd rather be home sharing your bed.

But I hope it's understood,
I'd be there with you if I could,
And though the distance keeps us apart,
You will always be here in my heart.


Anonymous readerReport

2014-08-27 00:04:47
I could read a book about this without finding such real-world apscearhop!

anonymous readerReport

2012-03-21 22:07:06
It is a poem about Keyvan's amazing seplling ability and a joke about my continued ineptitude with seplling! I guess a poem is supposed to be an expression of a personal experience that can be interpreted universally. You read your own experiences in it and so in that way it is as much a poem about any bad speller as Jon or me.

Anonymous readerReport

2010-05-18 01:35:20
great stuff. write more and ill be reading!

Anonymous readerReport

2010-04-07 22:27:26
To the previous reader: 2010-04-07 21:34:01

Read the actual poem and the title before you judge, asswipe.

To the author:

Really well-written. It was a bit short though.

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