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the mystery of you

Poetry By: dreaming of you

i've often been accused of thinking with my heart , instead of my head . perhaps it's true . when something is right , my heart tends to tell me .

Submitted:Jul 30, 2008    Reads: 185    Comments: 7    Likes: 5   

i could hear my own heart beating

so strong the rhythm grew

echoing like thunder

as it told me the story of you.

you surround yourself in mystery

you've been hurt so many times

falling with all that you are

for some scoundrel's nursery rhymes .

he has taken all he wanted

then discarded you aside

he made you feel so worthless

you were all torn up inside .

all the love and trust you gave

thrown back in your face

so you hide away your feelings

in a deep and secret place.

now it's my turn to hold you

my arms around your waist

we are swaying to the music

wary lips i taste.

we talk and walk for hours

the day's now turn to weeks

love and it's healing powers

return the colour to your cheeks.

the lips that were so wary

are now synchronised with mine

the poetry of romance

replaced the unfeeling nursery rhyme.

you have put aside the pain of betrayal

once more within you passion burns

and with each day that passes

a little more of you returns .

i am turning back the pages

every hour i learn something new

as my heart tell's me the story

and reveals the mystery of you.


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