Mr. Bumstead Poems

Candles lit the room,
As I sit alone writing.
Thinking about a beautiful girl
Heaven sent, I see her smile now
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Your bottom lip
Being pierced,
Really turns me on.
And so does your body art.
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On a diet of salt and razor blades
Zooming
Sober, but drunk.
You introduce me as your friend…
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Jody,

I just can’t describe in words the way that you make me feel. It is truly like a supernatural force brought us together. I choose to call this force God.
I never once felt this way before. And I know it is truth.
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The sunshine that filled the mornings sky was like a breath of fresh air sent from God…To remind me that brighter days are NOW here. And that my perception of this light and life will determine the quality of what I call living. As my face is radiantly warmed by the touch of God’s hand, thoughts of an unconditional love strengthen my heart and move my soul. And I think of you…my love…My soul’s match…made in heaven above., Whose name is imprinted on my heart.

I have never loved anyone as much as I do you. And I have never felt so strongly about two people being together as I do about you and I.
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I dreamt of you last night. After awakening from a frightening dream, I fell back to sleep again, deeply into love, with you. And quite frankly, I can only remember ‘your face’. That was the dream part. Looking into your eyes. Staring at your face. And feeling hopelessly in love with you. I woke up wanting to hold you, but you were gone.

I started the day wanting to write you a poem. Asking myself subconsciously: ‘if I write the poetry or if the poetry writes me’?
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Love is like a proverb that originated
Somewhere on north Buchanan street.
I sit and get high
On the old man’s smoldering cigarette,
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I met a beautiful girl today.
She was walking up town
In front of my apartment
When she came close
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Admirer from a far
Is like..
Whiskey in a jar.
Waiting to be unleashed.
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