Love me here as we lie
for soon we must say goodbye,
This bed is where we end
till I call you here to tend
what we both need inside,
A guiltless act, nothing to hide,
To fill an empty place within
is not so great a sin,
love is blind, but lust can see
only one eye open, staring at she.
Though I cannot see your face
I hope it is me that you chase,
Screaming my name was her line
that is my own, but is not mine.
Our secret, us, a load beyond man
beyond lifting, beyond what I am,
yet I stagger on, waiting for you
till you give in, like you always do.
One shameless act, that ruins my life,
cuts out her heart, I hold the knife.
"For Babs the world well lost"
I am Will, I've paid his cost.
Five minutes too late and ten too soon,
waiting for the bus in the light of the moon,
wanting the bus that won't come
I sit here cold, completely numb.
My shoulders are ground to dust
I wander on because I must,
An impossible promise weighs the most,
A trail of hearts Casanova couldn’t boast.
A perfect love knows no end
you were fine yet I had to bend...
The magic of your first holds you spellbound
while the fruit of another I turned and found,
From The Tree of Knowledge I ate a pear
trading my soul, your heart, damning the pair
to fly for a moment with an angel
only to fall to here to Earth at Tintagel.
A game of no winners, so why do I roll?
To fill the empty place in my soul.
Once more could never be all
I must always go as she does call,
Even for Romeo love wasn't enough
Juliet was soft, but he liked it rough,
left out was the girl he choose to please,
Shakespeare forgot his dear sweet Louise.
So while you pine away with "Hot Theopathy"
I avoid your face with fervent antipathy.
Don't count on me we’re already done.
Don't trust in me I'll break you for fun.
The future gone, just blown away
the noblest dream, I had to betray.
A death of a perfectly natural cause
your heart in my hands your blood on my jaws.
What is reborn is not yet known
not my friend, I am still alone,
A strange mix of de-ja-vu and dreams
my world falls apart, ripped at the seams.
My dearest friend, the one I depend on
when I need her the most, gone.
Love me not and never
for I am not yours, I'm just your lover.
Needing the new is my bane,
discarding the old, it’s always the same.
Sweet liquor, sweet release, take me away
take my problems, for amnesty I dearly pay.
And I can forget my lost Lenore
all is she, who's behind what door?
A familiar ache where wings are gone,
I suffer hard, I suffer long.
Surely I love you all, you’ll see
my Lover and Devotee
I give myself the spot on a piece from Job
and hang my heart, to appease this mob













Devious Comments
Brilliant structure.
I dont think I have seen a ryhming poem used in a while, but i tell you what it is really good.
I like "that is my own, but is not mine" powerful line as is "My shoulders are ground to dust
I wander on because I must" and "A familiar ache where wings are gone,
I suffer hard, I suffer long" these lines are filled with sadness yet a great truth, brilliant description, over all i think you have written a great poem!
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and so the world turns and we sink deeper and deeper into the hollows of our own minds....
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and so the world turns and we sink deeper and deeper into the hollows of our own minds....
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