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In winter, sweet,
The Padding feet,
Of Rain fell on your door.
You'd Kiss my Cheek,
...

I lay upon these pearl white cliffs,
Of emerald grass and Sapphire bliss,
While brightest colours fade away,
As Dark Clouds float above my bay,
...

We dance upon the tainted Sun,
That light now left behind,
Bitter words rolled off your tongue,
But Sweeter, I'll never find.
...

If I fell in love,
Would you soften the blow?
If I stumbled behind,
Would you lighten my load?
...

When all are dead,
And nothing's said,
Come knocking on my door.
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Is it bad I want you?
Like I never have before.
Or is it that I shame you?
My tears lie on your floor.
...

Does my love offend you?
Do my tears make you cry

Does my breaking voice,
Shatter your insides?
...

8.

Go to France and learn to fly,
Get at secrets left to pry,
Spin around a camels back,
Then stalk a man known as Jack.
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Love lay dying,
In a darkened room,
With curtains drawn,
And clothes astrewn.
...

I have heard the rabbits calling me,
To a far and better plaice,
It is what we do go hunting,
For the true and only Taste.
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I have heard the rabbits calling me,
To a far and better plaice,
It is what we do go hunting,
For the true and only taste.
...

Song,
When ears are dead,
And Birds have gone,
Surely it can't linger.
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Song,
I keep within my mind,
As you are gone,
And I can't find.
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14.

For Beauty has no human face,
No dainty lips,
No warm embrace.
...

Should I say-
That you are perfect?
Should I say-
That you're the best?
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Though you ask for me to leave,
Your eyes say I should wait,
These words shall not move me,
Please know that I won't stray.
...

Have you heard the rumours?
Sung by the oak,
They tell of greener pastures,
Beyond this ring of smoke,
...

Words that lie unwritten,
Might as well be dead,
Like letters that are hidden,
Never to be read.
...

When lights are bright,
Yet Sky deep dark,
Can we leave behind a while?
To stand among,
...

Let us not tell her,
how she makes us smile,
that whenever it is she passes,
We make heaven for a while.
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The Best Poem Of Craig Jordan

Days That Never Come

In winter, sweet,
The Padding feet,
Of Rain fell on your door.
You'd Kiss my Cheek,
And I, left weak,
Confess: 'I love you more'

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