Forever know the tune
Baby, I need you to know that you are
in reality, only a leftover memory or just
a little piece of my past still breathing
deep down inside of me, almost like a
song or melody one you hear it seems
stuck inside of your head all day long
everywhere you go hearing it either as
whistle or maybe somebody is humming
the tune like the music notes are just
floating along right there in the air and
even though you may not remember all
the words to the song, I will always and
forever know the tune as it is always
playing over inside of my mind or it could
be a piece of very beautiful poetry that
was crafted by a Poet with an extraordinary
ability to see inside of humanity one that
will move you to laugh and or cry as you
can feel every single word along with all
of the emotions causing you sadness,
anger, fear, and love that really and truly
felt as if you were actually standing right
there at that very moment in time living it
as he was spilling all of his ink coming
from somewhere down deep in the recesses
of his soul inside of him and you were all
of the reasons for his thoughts and all of
the raging fires coming from the passion
causing all the reasons for his many
inspirations in the incredible creations, the
muse of the menagerie in the madness for
the art in his designs as seeks out all the
answers that he has for so long sought to
find for all of the many questions he ever
had about love, life, death, and even the
sands of time of which he wished he had
much more of when he once had all of your
love while holding you in his arms late
at night laying down by the fireplace
keeping warm drinking a bottle of white wine
while making love to you like no other could,
all of those things I remember the most
ever since you have been gone and I just
want you to know that all of our love will
always live on no matter if have moved on
in the essence of every word carried by
the ink being spilled within every line that
is written which will past eternity live on
forever and always inside of me.
in reality, only a leftover memory or just
a little piece of my past still breathing
deep down inside of me, almost like a
song or melody one you hear it seems
stuck inside of your head all day long
everywhere you go hearing it either as
whistle or maybe somebody is humming
the tune like the music notes are just
floating along right there in the air and
even though you may not remember all
the words to the song, I will always and
forever know the tune as it is always
playing over inside of my mind or it could
be a piece of very beautiful poetry that
was crafted by a Poet with an extraordinary
ability to see inside of humanity one that
will move you to laugh and or cry as you
can feel every single word along with all
of the emotions causing you sadness,
anger, fear, and love that really and truly
felt as if you were actually standing right
there at that very moment in time living it
as he was spilling all of his ink coming
from somewhere down deep in the recesses
of his soul inside of him and you were all
of the reasons for his thoughts and all of
the raging fires coming from the passion
causing all the reasons for his many
inspirations in the incredible creations, the
muse of the menagerie in the madness for
the art in his designs as seeks out all the
answers that he has for so long sought to
find for all of the many questions he ever
had about love, life, death, and even the
sands of time of which he wished he had
much more of when he once had all of your
love while holding you in his arms late
at night laying down by the fireplace
keeping warm drinking a bottle of white wine
while making love to you like no other could,
all of those things I remember the most
ever since you have been gone and I just
want you to know that all of our love will
always live on no matter if have moved on
in the essence of every word carried by
the ink being spilled within every line that
is written which will past eternity live on
forever and always inside of me.
A Poet's Journey
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