did you see that! What i miss, oh was a falling star to the west, side by side on the table they lay, her breath an presence breathed in i'll stay, glimpse of eyes smile adorned face tighten the fingers, its their first embrace, still is the air, oh a meteor flare, eyes meet as one, no need to say, eyes said right away, dew in the night soon time soon flight another table another night on our backs we lay. with you is an can it be right!
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Posted: Aug 2009
About this poem:
4 beer an a poem lol, oops 5 that is as the cat said lol:)
You shouldn't drink beer and write poetry. You should drink Box-o-wine. First of all, wine is the classical drink of poets (or maybe coffee.) Second, all the alcohol in a box o wine settles to the bottom of the winebag. So, when you go to drink the last few cups, it is like moonshine. So, you get that free bonus buzz. See, I'm full of useful advice.
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