The thought of you and I
Is like a chimpanzee
Shouting French at me,
“Vous etes un singe",
With each swing by.
The thought of you and I
Is like the measured laugh,
The type the short giraffe
Has learnt will fall
From those up high.
The thought of you and I
Is like a lion at rest
Trying to pump its breast
For one last roar
Or one last sigh.















Devious Comments
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only because i don't want to be specific enough to name one in particular.
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i can see in the darkness because i'm no longer blinded by the light.
as the shadows carry me to obscurity.
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You will judge me based on this signature.
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Poetry is truly boundless. It is my passion, writing to you, that is. I am the canvas.
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my poetry, lemon
both bitter and tart
you decide the taste of my art
©iampoetry
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