It was there you laid beside me. You placed your head so close, so tired. You wanted to stay just one more hour. The night so young, but it wasn’t meant to be.
This experimental poetry was simply taking lines from lyrics to songs that I enjoy and tried to put them together in some kind of way to make some poetical sense. I did this back in the 90's and it also has some 80's in there.
"Will write my story for my better self, As when you paint your portrait for a friend, Who keeps it in a drawer and looks at it Long after he has ceased to love you, just To hold together what he was and is."