Saturday, 26 December 2015

We were as but one

I'll tell you about
Shall I call her Joanna?
I loved her sweet face

Many years ago
I held her safe in my arms
In the evening chill

She was so stunning
Tall brown and so athletic
She was such a catch

We were as but one
Joined at the hip you could say
A sweet connection

Until that one night
She so tried to butter it up
But it was over

Was I heartbroken!
I'd been dealt a life sentence
Love of my life...gone

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