To Someone Whos After Someone Else
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Poem by: Russ Hammond
I am convinced you are a ghost
For I cannot seem to find
Where you are, though you are
Quite often on my mind;
A specter of my mind it seems,
The haunting angel of my dreams;
And when I attempt
To caress your face
My hand shreds the apparition,
A delicate piece of lace;
I oft awake in a cold sweat
Having thought you passed before my eyes,
Until then I hadn’t fallen yet
For such a sensual set of lies;
Those lips, that face, that figure,
Those ever-changing eyes;
How can a man resist,
Such a desirous set of lies?
But if beauty is truth
Then you’re surely not a lie
Because beautiful you are
And unworthy am I.
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The quest for love always seems to be about finding another to love and for being loved by another.
When the love is given and received unconditionally,
one experiences a joy of life like no other.
The beauty part is only a temporary side benefit.
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Oh but it's such a nice side benefit that is terribly hard to ignore, daddyO
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