Repose.
When all your losing wins
Are gone.
Then i want to find
A place to repose.
Like laying in the
Water.
Till you fall asleep.
Will you kiss me goodbye?
At least.
When all my hardships
Lose their youth.
Don`t let the tide go out
Without me.
Because the tired
Face
In a lonely room,
Is hardly what(i need)
We mean.
Repose,
Let the lady
I`ve never known
Who loves
Me,
Like there`s no
One else
Worth considering (talking about) .
Be mine.
Let me watch the trees
In the wind.
For a time without end.
Shadows,
Start darkening
The sunny face,
There once was.
poem by Peter Vealey
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