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Sunday 4 January 2015

SO I TURNED INTO A POET


So I turned into a poet
All because of you, all because it’s true, the way I feel for you
The way you make me blue

So I turned into a poet
Though it’s only a dream, I can’t wait for it to be real, that I’m yours for real
Oh what a thrill

So I turned into a poet
To pen it down I sealed the deal, I hope out of the book you make it real
Only then will I wake from my dream

So I turned into a poet
A thousand times I have pondered, mu heart often in wonder
What a day to explore my ‘bother’

So I turned into a poet
Writing down my plans. Stating what I can.
In hope that it’ll stand

So I turned into a poet.
To make my feelings known. If I’m let I’ll show
To reap what I’ve sown

So I turned into a poet
So somehow you’ll read it. Emotionally you’ll feel it.
Physically you become it

So I turned into a poet
I hope someday we’ll play in the rain, and sometime kiss in the train and forever let it reign.

So I’ll forever be your poet.

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