A Call..........................dead poet   Author:  39179  Category:(Poetry) Created:(7/5/2008 3:42:00 PM) This post has been Viewed (83 times) A call I always go when they call The stars have patience for such little men like me Waiting out there in infinite The words seemed so alien Lingering in that crawl space I desperately tried to shut, unaware No matter what I did, she was there The air pressed down upon my dew drop skin Fresh were the depths of the velvet night I stared upon the bright jewel sky Feeling flows I thought lost forever One day I will cry those depths and be free Held in the velvet sweet darkness of my beloveds Sweet caress Away from it all, away to rest And no longer think about why Love hurts so much And feels so good Dead Poet You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click here Scroll all the way down to read replies. Show all stories by   Author:  39179 ( Click here ) Spring is coming