Its A Dream To See You There Poem by chris bowen, a.k.a to wit

its a dream to see you there
up in arms over stares
where? where in the world did you get your share?
fair amount of lust in the beauty
must be my cutie

must be mine, size me up
look like im enough?
but the rough ends go away
and im ashamed
ashamed to say the way i feel
they look and steal
the crowd at work
driving me bezerk
dont listen to their filed of lies
and i die

why? why am i the maker of this
first love, first kiss
it feels like this
wish on angles
for rain wont bring you here
your a dear im sure
and allure the nature boys
but im a bait you in boy
i have no toys
like trucks or cake
and i cant make the fate happen
but hands are clappin for me i bet
in the clouds
somethins around for me
they say

was a way down yonder on a beach and farm
was around to be found
but they skip it
and i clip it
these words of mine
till i find peace in myheart
but thats not yours
thats mine sweetheart
amanda williamson
the find me one
one kiss
one lift
one love
one miss
hold to this? i never will
ill be filled in
and win again
at the second spin
heaven

roll the tide and folk the angel
was the dangle enough?
to rough me up?
luck.