Tonight on the rainy street I saw a man looking at me, love to strive nor weep is what he said to me, love only sleep when we dream what is so wild as words can be, I and thou in the debate, like a bird without a nest, see the creature stalking While we speak, that is me watching you in my head Is what the man said; Hush and hide the talking of the night, It's been too many nights of being without love in my life. Two years had been too long when you told me to move on, I started to walk away as he told me to stay hear what he had to say, with a charm be a man of old the one to hold the one who gives his soul to the love he craves with his arms he takes hold and won't let me go. The rain is coming down why he is holding me down to the grown, teach me, please what makes you run from me, I will speak thy speech of love, laying flesh sweet to my spirit in the hands. must a little weep, Love, (Foolish me!) so, fall asleep, my Love with me.
-Judy Emery © 2004The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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PoetryMemories are things that come to me in happiness or sadness of sorrows, so I made poetry. Old memories you will always be a very big part of me.
