You Could
you could be my poetry
that power inside my hand
my inspirations my final stand
i can see you clearly
in my hearts eyes
and i care so dearly
that love can not be denied
you could be my poetry
that pain inside my heart
killing me ever so slowly
tearing me apart
but what is love without
the pain, punishment or distruction
you could never be too sure of love
even with instructions
you could be my poetry
my gift from God
all my signs point to you
isn't it quite odd
my day dreams are all of you
and never anyone else
i just dream of having you
just you and no one else
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