Speak Easy? I Don't Think So.
by rawland
When obsolescence’s obsolete
And murmurs merge
At my feet
I will know the time has come
To finally ask that special one
To be my Valentine
For at least a day
In hopes she will
Forever stay
By each of my sides—
East, west, north and south…
Now,if I could just
Open my mouth.
Rawland
It is a lot easier to run out of time, than run out of rhyme.
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