I wither, within your embrace
Like old green grass in your Sahara desert
I wither, in your sight
Like old unmarried maidens
I wither, I wither
I wither.
I wither, within your embrace
Like old green grass in your Sahara desert
I wither, in your sight
Like old unmarried maidens
I wither, I wither
I wither.
What did it feel like in her arms ?
When did we stop to touch ?
I was but a child in your embrace
And her, like gold in yours
Why did we stop to touch ?
Why did you sever our bond ?
A mothers love is sweet and simple
And Salty and tart
It depends on which side of her pillow
She holds her decision and tact
A mothers love is sweet and simple
There’s something in my room
It’s impersonating my cat
But his little wide eyes across the room
Staring at the spot I hear his cat sounds from
He can see it
So can I
The girl in my mirrors fat and flabby
Belly rounded, hips wide
Arm large, face droopy
The girl in my mirrors old and wrinkly
TBC…
Lay me to rest
Before the fire kisses
My grey cold skin
Lay to rest with me
A daisy
A bunch of rosemary’s
And a poem from the one I loved the most.
I lost my mother to love
First, it took her heart
Then, it took her soul
I’ve spent decades
Wandering
Seeking a cure for love
And I’ve come to find
Only lust for life,
Can keep one alive.
He and I will never be,
Today was the final nail in our coffin
I a bumbling fool, him a stinging bee
I a dreaming fool, him a … him a…
And there I go again
2 decades to this stoic fool
Here I go again