Don't take my legs
I need them
for standing still
this watch I need
when I've got
time to kill
you're the first
to see real
tears in my eyes
not long now
before they send
survival supplies
in this room
in a wood
far from view
shaky steps
on my own
apart from you
the thought that counts
I'm counting on
my ship to come in
I'm a cliche
that's OK
I always let you win
don't take my car
it helps me
find my drive
my heart I keep
close in case
I ever come alive
there's more of me
you'll never see
with eyes diverted
laugh all you want
the money's good
the mind perverted
in this room
in a wood
far from city lights
I gave myself
days on end to spend
on crazy nights
if you come around
don't expect
service with a smile
you took a swing
you missed
by a country mile.
Country Mile
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Love poems and poems of romantic interest (not erotica).
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Re: Country Mile
Interesting arguments. Definitely food for thought.
Re: Country Mile
Thanks, Gizmo.
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