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Dreamerst2

  • You

    I am driving the lonely streets,Where my house meets.Driving myself home,I see you all alone.I stop next to you,Behind you is the silver moon.I get out your back facing me,the ...

    • Poetry
    • Lyrical
    1 min read
  • Love

    Standing right next to you,realizing who you are.You love me and I love you too,even though we are very far.I give you my heart,I know that is how love is.that ...

    • Poetry
    • Dramatic
    1 min read


Poetry is my cheap means of transportation. By the end of the poem the reader should be in a different place from where he started. I would like him to be slightly disoriented at the end, like I drove him outside of town at night and dropped him off in a cornfield.
— Billy Collins