Lorraine, My Sugar Pie

Kevin Michael Bloor

I know it won't be published,
this page of scribbled stress.
As soon as I've done bleeding
I'll burn this mangled mess.

But just for one mad moment,
a copy I'll put by.
To one I'll dedicate it:
Lorraine, my sugar pie.

You see, she was my true love,
my tender teenage dream,
who rose like Aphrodite
with golden glow and gleam.

And through life’s jaded journey
when she was far away.
I knew I'd ache to hold her
until my dying day.

So, when my ship came sailing
on waves when tides had turned.
The joy drowned out the sorrow
when love, with her, returned.

  • Author: Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 3rd, 2021 11:00
  • Comment from author about the poem: for Lorraine
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 21
  • User favorite of this poem: aDarkerMind.


  • Goldfinch60

    May that joy always be with you Kevin.


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