Beauty

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    Beauty

    wake up to a ray of sunshine that blinds me when i open my eyes.
    you open your blinds that you can control when you want
    your sweet wind blankets the air as if it was a newborn
    the pavement of your earth is so smooth, that it can never be torn.
    i would really love to give you my core
    if this was a football game the other team would celebrate every time you score the points that they give
    your heart enriches the air so i can continue to live

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

    countriboy2009’s Poems (11)

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