The Start
Never in a million years would I see you by my side The red in my cheeks I don't know how to hide You on my bed, me on your chest It doesn't feel like my heart will ever rest I love your hand on my finger tips And how you didn't have to purse your lips How three hours can fly by With a movies lullabies I love how you blush around a piece of gum It makes kissing you much more funPoetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
JennieAllers’s Poems (7)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Psycho | 0 | 07/28/2010 |
| Don't want be alone | 1 | 07/28/2010 |
| The Start | 0 | 07/28/2010 |
| Our | 0 | 07/28/2010 |
| Real Love | 0 | 07/28/2010 |
| Earthquake | 0 | 07/28/2010 |
| 4:00 a.m. | 1 | 07/28/2010 |
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