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Free verse № 155061

If you are, I am

Member since 2006 · Posted 25 Mar 2008 · 1 comment

If you are light, then I am dark. If you're a liger, I'm a lark. If you like carrots, I like meat. The wolves are nipping at my feet. If you can see, then I am blind, And in my blinded world designed To love you better, most, in fact. You make up for the sins I lack If you grin, I'll grin right back. If you go crazy, I might crack. If you're a tree, I'll make you sway. Perhaps we'll hide these smiles away And try to tango, upside-down, Scattering starlight on this town, Fetching midnight for our crowns. If you're a verb, then I'm a noun. If you are even, I am odd. You play jacks out on the quad. You get tensies; that ain't bad. You're a ball, so I am glad. If you are rubber, I am glue. If I'm not home, I'm close to you. If you're a riot, I'm a blast. You're more chic than hand-blown glass. If you like stuff, I like whatever. If you are now, I am forever. Hold my heart, then let's hold hands. If you're bare toes, then I'm wet sand. If you're hypnosis, I'm entranced. If you're a clown, I'm big, striped pants If you watch, I'll do the chicken dance. If you are Sassy, I am Chance. Before you know it, homeward bound. Let's carve our names into the ground. If you not sane, I must be mad. If you wear checkers, I'll wear plaid. If you are tardy, I will wait If you win District, I'll win State. If you are whites, then I'm a yolk If you are rain, then I am soaked. If you're the punchline, I'm the joke. If you're the wheel, then I'm the spokes. So come on in, the water's fine. If you'll be yours, then I'll be mine. But we can switch so we're not lonely. If you are spam, I'm fried bologne. If you're a cone, then I'm a swirl. If you're my atlas, I'm your world. One more kiss or two more tickles If you are trouble, I'm a pickle If you're graffiti, then I'm turf. If you are sky, then I am surf. Crashing lightning, hurricanes You play hopscotch on my brain If you're the candle, I'm the flame. If you are crippled, I am lame If you're a ribbon, I'm your beau If you are to, then I am fro So if you want to see me blush And make my day a royal flush Oh, if you want to feel that rush Just be a can of orange crush

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[7] Prince of Void 25-Mar-08/12:25 PM Reply
good poem ...keep writing down whatever you come cross the strange word