I need a lover not an enemy
Someone to go night riding with me
I feel another storm rising
We’ve wasted too much time deciding
I know where this road goes
I know where this storm blows
I know where this road goes
I know where this storm blows
The radio advises staying in
But who are they advising?
All these years we stayed hiding
There’s no other reason presiding
I know where this road goes
I know where this storm blows
I know where this road goes
I know where this storm blows
Sat in a corner despising
Why are you backsliding
Right now the Moon is rising
Our plans won’t need much revising
I want to go with you night riding
Stop wasting time deciding
Let’s go while the wind is subsiding
I want to go with you night riding
© Delia Ross. 2019
A amazing poem Delia. Would be outstanding verbal poetry. Great energy and drive in the words.
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I’m trying to get over my crippling stage fright. 🙂
Thank you!
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I love that the dichotomy of the poem (although I honestly read it like a song) is both sharp and rhythmical.
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Thank you so much for your feedback!! 😊
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