by cuddlycolinGalway, Ireland
Oct 2011 308 Views 1 comments
september 1916
july
i wondered lonely as a raindrop
the wind on my back
the tears rolling down my face
as i watch her disappear into the twilight
September arose:
my heart still shattered
my love still lost
never did i know how much her heart cost
my soul forever gone
a yuletide delight:
sweet december graced my red nose
as i pulled the sleigh of life
i found my glorious rose
returned to me under the tree.....
balls naked wrapped in tinsil
i wondered lonely as a raindrop
the wind on my back
the tears rolling down my face
as i watch her disappear into the twilight
September arose:
my heart still shattered
my love still lost
never did i know how much her heart cost
my soul forever gone
a yuletide delight:
sweet december graced my red nose
as i pulled the sleigh of life
i found my glorious rose
returned to me under the tree.....
balls naked wrapped in tinsil
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Oct 2011
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the tearing of a mans soul by love and the mending of his libido by tinsil..... did i mention she was an elfPoems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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