Oh’ to Be Vaporized
love,
like a vapour both
transient
and passing tends
not to leave
an imprint or scar
to mark
where, but for one
moment,
that it once did rest ..
nor indeed,
give any indication
where,
or in which vague
direction
tis now, so casually
drifting ..
and thus, my dear
friend,
there is also no way
of knowing,
or even of guessing ..
just how
sincerely invested it
may once
have been, long ago ..
indeed,
love like a vapour ..
can be bitter
and twisted, sweet
tasting, or perfumed ..
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Author:
Neville (
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Comments4
Vaporised like a puff of smoke from those vape thingys. A wish from me for KP! lol.
Okay .. thanks .. maybe
She said she'll 'vaporise' me! lol.
bang!
that hit me on all sides....
worthy of much applause Neville;
I am truly most grateful my friend .. thank you so very bloomin much .. Neville
True love is certainly sweet tasting and perfumed in my life Neville.
Andy
Thanks again sir .. Neville
I frankly prefer the former than the latter since I've long maintained my love and affection are mine to give whether or not they are returned in due fashion. How simply rendered yet with a curiously deft exquisite sense haunting, superb imagery and a charming poignancy romancing it. Thank you so very much for sharing. I love it.
I'm with you for the long haul Missy .. all the way .. and with so many thanks I've lost count, track and all sense of direction .. it feels like the only way now is up .. Neville
Yay!
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