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Let me drink the wine

That will make me yours

As my green eyes turn blue

And my hair blond

It will make me lose weight

I won’t be myself again

Since you want nothing from me

Except the money–and the poetry

I once wrote

So, then my dreams of you will

Come true

And my past life won’t be there

Published inLoveSorrow

One Comment

  1. Solidly emotive. A poem that strikes the core of one that seeks the substance of life. Thanks for sharing.

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