Sonnet
Friday, May 22, 2009
Man Right Here
Last Night there was a man right here,
This morning he has a name.
Last Night there was a man right here,
This morning it's not the same.
The man right here last night was strange,
This morning he's not the same.
Last Night I kind of liked the man right here,
This morning that too has changed.
This morning he has a name for me to say
His face will take the strange away.
This morning he has a Meaning
Much more than he used to mean.
This morning he is etched in my brain,
his scent, his touch, his face
Last Night there was a man right there
This morning I kissed his face.
Last night I fell in Love with the man right there
This morning we lay face to face
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