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Monday, October 18, 2010

another poem

Forget

You greeted me with a smile

And then we walked down the aisle

We laughed and preceded to flirt

Then you went home to the desert dirt

We did not speak for a long time

Then you asked me to visit and I said fine

I drove out to the desert's sun

For a few days of fun

I wanted it to be more

But you, you wanted a whore

I did not understand

I went home to the sand

I waited for your call

You said you would visit, after all

It was all a lie

I listened with a sigh,

When I heard, I told you so

We told you not to go.

I often think about you

When forgetting you is what I need to do.


poem

Not to be
You told me I would make a difference.
My life has not been the same since.
You called me beautiful.
And touched my soul.
You really saw me.
But it was not to be.

You asked me every week.
Your approval I did seek.
Your touch gave me a thrill
A void in my heart you did fill.
You really saw me.
But it was not to be.

We talked about travel.
There was no bull.
We talked about forever.
Our bond would not sever
We were sure.
Each other we would cure.
You really saw me.
But it was not to be.

It was all a secret.
I struggled to keep it.
My love for you is clear.
We were riddled with fear.
Friendships would end.
Jealous, they would have been.
It they knew, you really saw me.
But it was not to be.
I love you baby,
Too bad we weren't meant to be, maybe