The Shelf

The Shelf

A Poem by Whiskurz

I'm the music and you're the song
You're every breath I take
You're my dream when I'm asleep
And my comfort when I wake

I'm the canvas and you're the brush
So paint me as you will
I'm the words the poet writes
And you, the poet's quill

You're the potter and I'm the clay
So shape with your hands
Without form I surrender all
Mold me to fit your plans

I'm the question and you're the answer
To everything I've known
I'm the shadow following close
You'll never be alone

You're the reason God made smiles
He just couldn't help Himself
He saw the world was sad and lonely
So He took you off the shelf

© 2012 Whiskurz


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This is great, good luck :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Whiskurz

11 Years Ago

Thank you......Whisk
Speak in Silence

11 Years Ago

lol you're welcome
:O How are you so great at this?? I'm so jealous.....
Ok, I love the flow - it is so natural and it seems like the words just rhyme by accident. Again, the ending is amazing - WELL DONE :)

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Added on July 9, 2012
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