Sparkle

Sparkle long poem

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Oooh oh and you could be the reason
for this gleam here in my eyes
for the last few season stardust hasn’t
stopped raining down by the river side
I stare through a cold and frosted window
pane upstairs, looking out from my sister’s
home and my magic lamp burns all
through the night, watching every move
you make and tonight I can see the vision
of you running back to me in the shadow
of the pale blue moonlight…
well my sister said see child I told you
everything was gonna be alright she told
me trust your intuition and search yourself
for insight…
Oooh oh and through the cold frosted
window pane, upstairs in my sister’s
house, my magic lamp burns, burns bright
all through the darkness and into the
dawn’s early morning light oh yeah and
I can still hear you saying you loved the
way my eyes sparkled in the shadow of
firelight, I was only 19 at the time but
love still sparkles and love still shines
in these eyes of mine you can see just
how love sparkles, how love still sparkles
and shines and in a crystal vision I can
see you running, running back to me!

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Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through poetry.com and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through Lulu.com. After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
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Oooh oh and you could be the reason for this gleam here in my eyes for the last few season stardust hasn’t stopped raining down by the river side I stare through a cold and frosted window pane upstairs, looking