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Urge (8 month poem)
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High School Poems
It begins as a thought, about you or your mate,
it is never too early, and it is never too late,
you could be in your room, or even in your class,
you could be looking at the clock, watching the seconds pass,
waiting for the bell, so you can hurry and see,
the person who loves, to make your life so easy.
It may come as I help you, do your homework for school,
even when we sit at your cabana, just hanging out at the pool,
and it is this little, tiny thing, and add just a whole bunch of love,
equals all the happiness you bring, from such an angel from above.
And this angel has trust, in such a demon like me,
but her beauty has a certain shine, which helped me to see,
that all I really need is you, the whole package, all the stuff,
I love you, Stacey, Happy 8 month!
