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Capri DiTori Poems
Please if you can take hold of my hand Though you've given, and Then took away all my valor, Love is thanklessly fearlessly blind.
The Worst Sonnet Ever
She's as blissful and euphoric as autumn Tread carefully though as she's so easily broken Tell her seldom enough that you think of her often See, she's ever so surprisingly softly spoken
Dearest Father Dearest
Dearest father dearest The taste of you It was poisonous Alcohol empowered
The year nearing nineteen ninety eight I'd just turned five And it was three years from the date When I'd first met you and realized you're the one
Well you're just like magic And; I'm just a girl, a fool, like any other, Another an' helpless, hopeless romantic. Lost yet found, daydreamin'; if you'd ever be, your lover,
Ocean to Her
Her She's young She'll soon forget I've to tell myself
Story of my life Well you're not the writer And yet again Ever the cynic that I am
All In Vain
Though words can't explain I've tried countless times Better attempts wasted on you Perhaps all though in vain
Can I hold your hand If only for a little while and, Tell you that I love you. Even if I haven't got a clue,
Another hard task master My unruly authoritarian She's so hard to please, But she's my heart captured.
That’s me When crying Endlessly denying This is my hopeless plea.
For while pink can be pretty It bears too much, Weight on the surface. Like an emotional scar,
On The Surface
Flawless on the surface So nobody would expect On the inside Were dying.
Withered And Died
A flower Pretty and sweet Denied the sunlight Withered and died
Comments about Capri DiTori
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
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Please if you can take hold of my hand
Though you've given, and
Then took away all my valor,
Love is thanklessly fearlessly blind.
Why; can't you see?
It's all been unplanned!
And all just ill timed
What would be,
If it could be;
On the other hand! ?