The cops knocked on your wooden door
And told you that your man had died
Your parachute lover had gone and lied
To you, he said he'd come back home
So you wouldn't have to be alone.
And you're getting that terrible though yet again
"When will it be over? If not now, when?"
For the Allied army, here's the cost:
Another soldier's life was lost.
Poem DumpDear, I'll be your nightingale,
Sing songs to you for free.
Just send away that blue jay,
And say that you love me.
Fog on the windowsill.
You draw on me with a thumb-pad,
Making what you want.
I'm fading, fading, fading; now
Just a lover's haunt.
The boy deserves the galaxies,
The planets, the sun, and stars.
The fates give him black holes.
Let's wear stripes upon big sweaters,
And soak our hair in bleach.
Nautical is the way to go,
Life is such a beach!
If I wanted life to be hard,
I'd be a diamond.
Here's the man I like the best,
Lets me sleep on his soft chest.
I'd surely find the way to say
The thoughts still in my mind
If my batteries were running
On infinity time.
I could write beautiful music,
Even explore outer space,
But I'd rather be at home in my own
What is it you see in me
That makes you act the way you do?
I'm still not sure, but I know this:
My dear, I love you too.
She recalls being precious
A perfect painted thing.
The queens and king