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Watching The Rose Grow (Free verse) by Blindpoetry
My Lights Dim Down
As She Glows
Everybody wants her
And she flows with them
I hear your voice
Running like I'm away
Talking back fourth
And don't know what to say next
Watching you float like a rose
Killing time like the blood color you are
And time will fly by
If you just tell me who you are
Waiting for a conclusion
Fighting for an answer
Give me hints and I'll respond
I need practice; I'm not a good dancer - for sure
Kiss me now
Before I leave
I can't stop wishing you a good day
So, Dearest, can't you see?
I'm watching the Rose grow
It's not my hobby
But painfull pleasure
And I'm at the bus stop...
Waiting for you...
Waiting for you...
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