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Poem Number 1767
I've been listening to you again.
You make me dream and that's a dangerous thing
because it makes me dream about things I want
things that make me cry when I think about them.
Just so you don't get any ideas or assume something wrong
Your not the only one you know
not my ownly muse.
Ain't none of you by yourself
could ever do it all for me
not one of you is enough for me.
I won't ever tell you where you rank
cuz I'm the good time girl
you never knew you had.
The one that listens to you singing
while having visions that I'm too embaressed
ever to tell you about.
You make my imagination run away with me
and your always wearing it's clothes.
You make me dream things that are bad for me
things I can never have.
You make me sound like an addicted fan
when I'm not after all
your not the only one.
All the pictures I have of you
are neatly tucked away
I don't want to get caught
staring into your eyes
while I'm listening to you sing
just to me.
I never know how to sign my name
or if I should date it
the out side of the envelope
or just put your name on it
knowing that some day
someone will find my life with you
wrapped in ribbons
buried in the back of a closet
someday when I'm gone.
If your still alive then
and they finally find your hands
what will you think of me
of who I might have been.
Will they make you dream
just like you make me dream now?
Just remember one thing
you arn't the only one
none of you
not a one
will ever be enough
for a good time girl like me.
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