The Heat

by Ann Hampton - Pisces

The Heat
By: Ann M. Hampton

Drip drop
On the pick-up bed.
Tick tock
Time passes through my head.
The water
Makes grow, the grasses.
As she waits for her love to return,
Her love for him urns.
And when he returns,
In bed,
Their love burns.
You can feel the heat.

Inside she walks
To hear their song on the radio.
"Not A Day Goes By"
That the time doesn't go by slow.
When apart through the day,
She finds a way to let him know
She's thinking of him.
You can feel the heat.

Birth sign: Pisces
Date created: 2002-03-24 17:23:10
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:46:09
Poem ID: 68553

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