Leave the View Behind
Despite being
Whispered
Her words
Were
Each heard
And
Though each
Was heard
Clearly
They each
Sounded absurd
Since
We have but
A moment
Yet time to
Lament
There is no
Need to
Linger upon
A love
Now long spent
So from a
Room filled
With mirrors
And the
Sweetest of
Scents
A sea view
To die for and
The very
Cheapest of
Rents
It is time now
To reflect
She said
Pointing a
Finger at me
Oh’ and on
Your way out
Be sure to
Close the door
And leave
The view behind
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Comments4
You pen the scene well my friend. A formidable female who points fingers is best left behind with the view methinks Nev.......... x
Bless ya my dear lady Fay...
Ice cold some women can be!
best forgotten in the process of finding brighter days and warmer weather.
Bless ya Bragee, twas a long time ago and on reflection.. maybe he deserved it... 🙂
Should I meet her? lol
I think you know the answer to that... today is actually the anniversary of my one and only period of homelessness... a very, very long time ago now.. Cheers
Neville
Perhaps it was for the best, as you have obviously moved on to are much better place in your life.
Andy
Maybe... well at least that's what I keep telling myself... Cheers GF60 sir...
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