Me, myself and I I wished, and now it is you and me together Under the covers, just us two against the world forever In the universe we explore risen above the mire Our souls beyond time and material chains as the blue dot gets ever smaller Me, myself and your love younger than those we left Generations passing, but the memory of two who escaped On Earth there are memories built on our thing, in stories that fill libraries......
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
A thought about a possible kind of relationship....
nice write Kant...I continue to be thrown by me, myself and I, and me, myself and your love...is it like, love me two times for I need doublin' up? well....if that's the case, count me in! well....with the girls, that is.
Kant34OPLondon, Greater London, England UKJul 28, 2011
Hedistuff and Tiger Dan, thanks for the critique, the time you take to write a comment or two hasn't gone unnoticed....thanks....
Comments (12)
Love this poem Kant
There are so many people in this world, who only care about, Me Myself I.
An unusual amalgam of romance and surrealism - and enjoyable read.
Regards
Bill