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MYOCLONIC JERK

Poetry By: moonphish
Poetry


no, not a dance


Submitted:Jun 5, 2012    Reads: 10    Comments: 6    Likes: 0   


oh my lord, i think i'm falling

for the god of love is calling
i am on my knees and crawling
i have finally seen the light
startled by this new sensation
i am stunned in my elation
there must be no hesitation
everything is black and white
and although its an invasion
all is right with this equation
i'll accept this invitation
this is magic at it's best
my resolve is loose and crumbling
and the sky above is rumbling
inhibitions all come tumbling
although shaken, i feel blessed
and this love requires no urging
its a sea that i feel surging
all unhappiness i'm purging
there are angels here at work
as i stand before a giant
i'm respectful and suppliant
like a kitten, i'm compliant
there's no myoclonic jerk




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