The line don't want my unresponsive you.
the effort, you devil disguise
trying affection so easy.
Expect to believe
in love looking,
you're looking.
Say: “Never me,
can't believe in love.”
Looking danger opened up eyes unsuspecting…
fool effort.
What about tonight trying nothing?
Cry. Expect me to love that looking tears.
I can't believe love that looking for before.
So easy, expect to believe the looking…
the looking.
Say: “Never.”
But I can't believe that you're looking.
You see…
you're turning cold
like the effort now not mine.
No use in time to cry so easy,
believe that you're looking easy,
and I believe the love.
For the kind you felt before so easy,
expect to love that looking.
You're looking for me.
I believe that for me
they come easy.
Please leave me in the love
so easy to believe…
the love
looking.
I am the best thing you've never heard of.
I hold a Bachelor's in English, History and Secondary Education, and a Master's in English: Creative Writing, though my appearance belies intelligence.
My goal in life is to write and to be read. It's a modest stretch by most imaginations.
To most I'm amazing.
It all depends on your definition of literary merit.
All poems contained on this blog are ©Thomas Boersma unless otherwise noted.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Poem-A-Day: Day 405
Cry So Easy
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