Love Poem: For Bob Dylan
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Written by: Cantebury Jones

For Bob Dylan

The dampness exemplifies the credence unspoken and unnamed

whilst dripping and sweating unmasked the pain

And all the while her body lay there weeping

his watchful eye and her pussy cat lay there sleeping 

Deep, deep in the depths of his mind

throttled the shaft and rode her unkind

Not in an attempt for love but for feeling

he touched her but not comforting nor sincerely 

As aroused as she was her time was really near

to lay there so poised yet in motionless fear

Perhaps twisting inside in a round-about way

a jab or a kiss from his puppetry play 

Taking each life's urgent will brought

endless counting of battle from thought

A time when his better spent effrontery

would have yielded him to her more gallantly 

Betwixt the calling of the sorrows fixed

the moment elapsed and the caution then nixed

To heed the call taken upon lustful desire 

but a treat she begrudged yet so eager to conspire 

Not a dead end but a rolling hill forward

something to ponder, like that which she adored

Leaving with a taste of a good love's high

dreaming of the day when reality passes you by 

Time well spent

a love not meant

Time well lived

a story about a kid