Sing me your demons
Let them tear me away
From cloth wrapped on ankles
As trembling I play on that stairway to heaven
On these streets cobbled grey
Sing me desires
Let them tear from my heart
From the places you shelter
As illusions in part, let them stay
On these working street days
Bring me your demons
Let our minds fingers splay
From the places we hide in
As wayward’s still dancing
As requiems play. ~IW~
Lovely, Belinda.
Leslie
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..you are so supportive it makes me smile. 🙂
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😉
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Loved that! ❤
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You know sometimes I am unsure on poems but I kinda just place them here anyway – then sooometimes – I ACTUALLY kinda like them. This is one of those. 🙂
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I kind a liked it too! 😉
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😉 (..just found out the letter C is up already! uuurgh)
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yeha! You can do it! I have faith in you..
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Ok..I am gonna go do it. Thanks – I need someone to have faith in me these days.. mine has been a little grim for a while..However…I do believe…people have been having faith FOR me (not in me) whilst I could not.
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. 🙂
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