{"id":4222,"date":"2023-11-26T20:26:49","date_gmt":"2023-11-26T20:26:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/?page_id=4222"},"modified":"2023-11-28T22:45:35","modified_gmt":"2023-11-28T22:45:35","slug":"more","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/m-poems\/more\/","title":{"rendered":"More"},"content":{"rendered":"<p> More<br \/>\nby cricketjeff on October 29, 2009.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved<br \/>\nThere were breezes through the treetops, there was moonlight in her eyes,<br \/>\nOn the night she changed the future there was silver in the skies.<br \/>\nHe was starstruck when he met her, when she smiled and won his heart,<br \/>\nWhile she didn&#8217;t share his daydreams, she was captured by his art.<br \/>\nShe would tell him over dinner how her lovers made her feel,<br \/>\nThough he wished he was amongst them it was friendship that was real.<br \/>\nHe was always in her background when she lost another round,<br \/>\nWhen she wanted to feel needed he was who she always found.<br \/>\nYes she loved him, really loved him, but he wasn&#8217;t in her mind<br \/>\nWhen she wanted more than friendship, more than generous and kind.<\/p>\n<p>There were breezes through the treetops, there was moonlight in her eyes,<br \/>\nOn the night she changed the future there was silver in the skies.<br \/>\nHe had taken her for dinner, as he&#8217;d done a hundred times<br \/>\nAnd she&#8217;d giggled as she told him of her latest little crimes.<br \/>\nOf the places and occasions when she&#8217;d found an extra thrill,<br \/>\nHow she&#8217;d begged for extra passion not just exercise of skill.<br \/>\nIt was easy to be with her and her hand was in his own,<br \/>\nAs he walked her to the station, so she wouldn&#8217;t be alone.<br \/>\nYes she loved him, really loved him but he wasn&#8217;t in her mind,<br \/>\nWhen she wanted more than friendship, more than generous and kind.<\/p>\n<p>There were breezes through the treetops, there was moonlight in her eyes,<br \/>\nOn the night she changed the future there was silver in the skies.<br \/>\nOn the platform she drew closer as a teasing wind took hold<br \/>\nAnd her coat was more for fashion than for keeping out the cold.<br \/>\nShe had always held him tightly as she kissed his cheek goodbye<br \/>\nAnd she looked a little soulful seeing love-songs in each eye.<br \/>\nWhen the train stopped at the platform there was just a final squeeze,<br \/>\nWhile their lips were brushed together in a friendly little tease.<br \/>\nYes she loved him, really loved him but he wasn&#8217;t in her mind,<br \/>\nWhen she wanted more than friendship, more than generous and kind.<\/p>\n<p>There were breezes through the treetops, there was moonlight in her eyes,<br \/>\nOn the night she changed the future there was silver in the skies.<br \/>\nModern trains have warning bleepers as the doors begin to close,<br \/>\nSo he waited till their wailing turned his poetry to prose.<br \/>\nWhen the sound of wheels complaining at the harsh unyielding steel<br \/>\nWould condemn him to a nightmare where his dreams were never real.<br \/>\nNow tonight the train was leaving but she didn&#8217;t go away<br \/>\nFrom tonight until forever she&#8217;s decided she will stay.<br \/>\nYes she loved him, really loved him and a truth was in her mind,<br \/>\nThat she needed more than friendship, more than generous and kind.<\/p>\n<p> Author notes<br \/>\nI am cricket jeff (without the space)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>More by cricketjeff on October 29, 2009.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved There were breezes through the treetops, there was moonlight in her eyes, On the night she changed the future there was silver in the skies. 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