Is it Real?

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  • Love

    Is it Real?

    IS IT REAL?


    The sound of your voice

    And the look of your face,

    The thought of your touch

    And a tender embrace



    Long talks in the night

    Shared laughter and dreams

    Opens a wondrous

    Life it would seem


    Everyday life lived

    Every moment we shared

    Nothing about me

    Did I think of as spared?


    Awaiting the news

    Of the day that would come.

    Never wanting to doubt

    For in me there is some.


    Portrayed as a man

    So Strong and so wise

    Believing in you

    And in me hope lyes.


    Sounds of sincerity

    Every time that we talk,

    Love ringing through

    Every moment and thought.


    Time passes by

    And days turn to years

    Awaiting a love

    That may turn to tears.


    So Who are You Really?

    What are your plans?

    Leaving my heart

    Complete in your hands.


    You are so elusive,

    How long can I wait

    This love that I want

    Left solely to fate.

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    origionalmerlin commented on Is it Real?

    04-24-2009

    if i were to suggest a remedy (in answer to the words in the body of this poem alone,, I would suggest subtly using a cattle prod on him.. if no reaction from that...escelate... this poem is a plea for communication plain and simple...nudge... another great one, keep writing, you do better than those who only have talent to back themselves up with when you can feel the author, they succeeded... like you have. andrew

    purpleswan

    06/30/2009

    I am honored by your comments and hope I can live up the flow.

    dahlusion commented on Is it Real?

    03-23-2009

    All of your poetry has such fluid flow and charm. The honesty of this one is admirable and real.

    purpleswan

    06/30/2009

    I truely appreciate your comments. I feel deeply when I write and seldom say all. But here, I feel free to say exactly what I feel.

    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.

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