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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so poignant, sorry that the love of your life was gone!
ReplyDeleteSeems so sad, thanks for posting.
ReplyDeleteWonderful use of the words, OE.
ReplyDeletegood story - I've been there!
ReplyDeleteA ring of familiarity in this piece! Beautifully written OE.
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