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A Part
My bed is still warm
When the next body rolls in
But I'm not
I'm numb
Until,
Your body
- Or his -
- Or hers -
Envelopes mine
And I can breathe
Because
I am consumed
I am part of you,
Of someone that lives
That moves
That loves
I am
I was
I will be
Because I'm not apart
Just a part
Of something
Monday 16th December 2019 3:11 pm
FORGOTTEN PROMISES
FORGOTTEN PROMISES
We talk face-to-face, so close, so fragile. In the morning I say goodbye
my eyes searching her tearful eyes for one last gleam of hope.
Then I go, I promise from the bottom of my heart to phone you and I will
But I never do as the headlong rush that is life rushes me by,
making that one night seem so long ago.
I ask myself, did it happen? R...
Sunday 13th May 2012 7:07 pm
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