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and so I ask of you...
by Quinlan L GibsonMy lover, I have found another place that I must go
itÂ’s deep inside, and it wonÂ’t hide from things that I donÂ’t know.
You gave the word and all I heard was not to run this time
This life is mine and what I make it, I can take it, IÂ’ve grown strong.
Bring it on, the confirmation that I finally go headstrong
into new worlds and through new thoughts, the end result
will pay the cost of the manicure IÂ’ll need to rid my nails of all the dirt.
This will get ugly, but just kiss me and then hand me back my book.
Hold me when I want to cry, as some concepts will fly by
and send me lost within the crowd yet trapped inside my head.
Reassure me I can do it; I will need to hear it said
and from your lips itÂ’s just like gold and IÂ’ll hold on...
02/26/2004 Author's Note: This piece is about how i know I'll need him with anything involving math that Penn State makes me take...:)
Posted on 02/26/2004
Copyright © 2024 Quinlan L Gibson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 02/27/04 at 02:15 PM 'from your lips it’s just like gold and I’ll hold on...' this speaks of the most beautiful and positive relationship, we all long for. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 02/27/04 at 02:19 PM Occassional refreshing breaths of open heartedness such as this do us all good. Thanks for posting this Quin. |
| Posted by Susan Q Tomas on 02/29/04 at 02:19 AM I know you Quinlan, and in high school you were an excellent student. You will do fine in college. |
| Posted by Christina Bruno on 02/29/04 at 02:27 AM "You gave the word and all I heard was not to run this time"..i love this poem. it is a lot of what i'm going through now. it inspired me thanks :) |
| Posted by Kara Hayostek on 02/29/04 at 10:41 PM LOL at math for poets. Good luck Quin and Im glad your man is supportive of your efforts to go to school. |
| Posted by Susan Q Tomas on 08/13/07 at 03:50 AM I read this the eve of my divorce finalization, and it has meaning to me you never intended. |
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