LOVE NOT ME
INSIDE MY STONE
OF BREATHING MIST
LEFT ALL ALONE
IF I COULD BUT
PURSUE YOUR EYES
I'D SEE YOU LIKE
THE MORNING SKIES
KITCHEN COFFEE
WAKE UP SLEEPY
MEMORIES
THAT MAKE YOU WEEPY
SIPS OF DREAMS
THAT TOUCH YOUR SKIN
YOU REMEMBER OTHER MEN
THEY WHO CAME
THEN WENT THEIR WAY
LEFT THEIR CLOTHES
BUT NEVER STAY
TOO FEW WORDS
IN THEIR DISGUISE
ALL THEY SAID
NOW MEMORIZED
WINDOW PANE
OF RAINY TEARS
LOOKING OUT
AT ALL THE YEARS
WHERE IS LOVE
THAT COMES TO STAY
ON JUST ANOTHER
AVERAGE DAY
Bobby Jameson June 17, 2008
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