Your Rock and Roll

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Your Rock and Roll

Don’t look at me again… unless you really look

And see the deepest part that has been torn-

Thrown aside into the deepest night

Colder than any December

 

I can’t stop shivering

 

I’m confused. What do you really mean?

Since when does “love” mean “sometimes”?

I’m not sure if you know this kind of pain.

I don’t think you realize what part is yours.

 

It’s all for you.

 

This is not another rhapsody

This is not another midnight stroll

This is my kingdom come

This is your rock and roll

 

How do you define beauty?

Your words don’t match your eyes…

I become a ghost at every promise

No reflection found in that stare.

 

I’m not there.

 

Leaving again? Taking your exit?

Just one more kiss to confirm-

There is something more you won’t let go

Maybe I was just the drawn out fad

 

The washed out jeans

 

This is not another rhapsody

This is not another empty hole

This is my kingdom come

This is your rock and roll

 

I may just be paranoid-

Lost in my fear of losing you

 

Maybe I’m crazy-

Hoping everything you say is true

 

Can you show me what I’m looking for?

Will you counter my doubts?

 

Open up to me- open up to me- open up to me-

Please?

 

This is not another rhapsody

This is not another empty hole

This is my kingdom come

This is your rock and roll

 

This is stronger than ecstasy

I want to make you whole

You might be my kingdom come

Let me be your rock and roll

 

 

 

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Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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