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It's You
I take my pen
You take my heart
I try to write about this fire
Remember when
We are apart
Our souls still sing
In God's own choir.
I scribe my feeling
Deep in the prose
Alas no poet did capture love
All senses reeling
My Damask rose
So sweet you are
From God above.
I feel the pain
Bleed from my quill
My passion spills upon the page
A man insane
For just your thrill
You give me peace
As waters rage.
I give my hand
For you to take
My lips to seal our loving vow
Please understand
Just why I quake
It's you, It's you!
-Forever now.
poem
by
Kevin East
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