Good and Proper
Above all else
He wanted her
Yes
He wanted her
To love him
Not the way she
Loved orphans
Though
Like those she
Found begging
Draped in the
Faded flags of
Nations
Long defeated
Oh’ how he
Wanted her to
Want him
And shed tears
Like those she
Often shed
For the fallen
And the beaten
Aye above all else
He wanted her
To love him
Yes to love him
Good and proper
Not like those
Song birds
She loved
Forced to fall from
Italian skies
Like those that litter
Ancient plazas
Hungry for a
Private blessing
But good and proper
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Author:
Neville (
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Comments8
Hmmm maybe she loved him more than he knew..... and saved him from another heartbreak.
I love the way you create such open verse for your reader to lose themself in. I lost myself into a creative problem solving daydream here. Poetry can be so many things to marvel at.
Sounds like we got a win win here my friend... Bless you sir and truly....
Oh with that kind of want and need how could a lady refuse - hope she loved him good and yes proper for a happy-ever-after end to this alluring tale of real desire............. another intriguing read my friend.
thanking you kindly my dear lady Fay....
Might I swoon at this?! lol.
Dunno but thanks for checking in and askin....
This is an excellent write dear Nev., absolutely wonderful! How could a lady resist?
Woz hoping you would say that.... thanks C
Talk the talk and walk the walk, let no shore be under your foot but don't before time runs away from you!
Loved this!
Good & proper guv!
Cheers PD me old mate... N
Once again, your words had me wanting too.
My friend.. I thank you and truly...
Yet another intriguing write Neville, so much to think about.
How very kind of you to say that my friend.. much appreciated and just what I wanted to hear....
Hello Neville,
An interesting and good write.
LOVE - a wonderful emotion but complex at times.
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Keep writing FineB
thanking you kindly FineB.... N
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