Mont Serat Mont Serat will meet it's fate, in September of' 98. A shattered remnant, all that peaks, above the boiling sea. The News will reach Atlantic shores, wiping clean the slate..... Piers and buildings....populations, all will share a fate. Swept to sea, with little warning; hear, it's not too late. Leave the shores and river valleys. High ground will be safe. Rex Gero copyright © June 7, 1998 Louisville, Ohio 44641 all rights reserved After Dark I've felt the tender touch of love before, And known the peace that comes when two are one. Though the touch was fleeting, it set my heart to beating; Differently than when I was alone. Passion is not love, but love is passion; It's a burning searing joining of two hearts. It's a feeling not forgotten, but, One longed for. In the lonely hours after dark. Rex Gero copyright © June 13, 1998 Louisville, Ohio 44641 all rights reserved The Coin of love The coin of love a treasure; which must be freely spent. To realize its' value don't try to pay the rent; but rather, spend it with the one who makes your heart beat fast. The one who wants to be with you, to be your sweetie pie. The coin of love's a treasure; better spent new every day. The more of it you spend you'll see the more comes back your way. Rex Gero copyright © June 13, 1998 Louisville, Ohio 44641 all rights reserved Hold Me I need someone to hold me. I need someone to talk with. I need someone to be there, When the world gets me down. Loving arms to enfold me. Sweet soft lips to excite me. Eyes so blue; I feel my soul lost within. I need someone to love me. I need someone to hold me. Deep down inside, baby, I know I need you. Rex Gero copyright © June 13, 1998 Louisville, Ohio 44641 all rights reserved Return to friends poems
Mont Serat
Mont Serat will meet it's fate,
A shattered remnant,
The News will reach Atlantic shores,
Swept to sea, with little warning;
Leave the shores and river valleys.
Rex Gero
After Dark
I've felt the tender touch of love before,
Passion is not love, but love is passion;
In the lonely hours after dark.
The Coin of love
The coin of love
To realize its' value
The one who wants to be with you,
The coin of love's a treasure;
The more of it you spend you'll see
Hold Me
I need someone to hold me.
Loving arms to enfold me.
I need someone to love me.
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