in her eyes

Hope
But I don’t know if it’s enough

As I swing in limbo

From the lips of her cusp

And it’s hope

That keeps me going

And it’s hope

That lets me cope

And it’s hope that makes me think

Like why’d I do the dope?

And it’s hope that lets me see her

At the end of this…

Proverbial rope

Hope

When I open my eyes

And it’s hope that lets ‘em close

When the tears and the cries

Ruin my disquise

‘Cause inside I hope she sees me

in the light of surprise

with delight in her eyes

at midnight

a full moon

Shining bright I surmise
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i like this one..
I've just started reading your stuff. (based on your comment on one of mine)

Nice work.

I'm not a poet, never could do works of prose, this was really good.

Thank you for the read.

peace
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