if i give you all the love
I give you my vulnerability
the crescendo of my final breath
my vagabond shadow
so yours never has to walk alone
take the beauty of my quixotic dreams
the circus of my lunacy
the heat of my voice
to evaporate your tears
for its you
my love
who has etched
your words on my bones
my goddess of poetry
what to do
my love
to gain your attention
to win your heart and affection
perhaps, you will be mine
if I give you all the love
no one ever gave to me
crispina kemp 
Isn’t Drew’s poetry amazing?
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It it. I just had to reblog. I don’t very often do that
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I know. I was surprised! He is great. He’s presently recuperating from heart surgery. That’s why all his latest posts have closed comments – he doesn’t have the energy to respond right now.
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ah-ha
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🙂
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Thanks for the background. I had no idea
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I’ve only started following him recently and he was stuck in Puerto Rico for months, not able to return to the States for his heart surgery. It got postponed twice and finally he was let in. Nuts.
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The words make so much sense now
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But this is an older poem (September 2019) – I’ve no idea what his situation was back then…
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Well, still makes more sense from a male pov
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Oh yes. Definitely.
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🙂
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