I STILL CLING TO YOU
I still cling to you
For fear of drowning
In your arms
I feel secure
But it’s an illusion
Its false security
Despite your deceit
And betrayals
I still cling to you
Instead of swimming free
Not for fear of drowning
But fear of being alone
LOVE APPEARED LIKE AN EMERGING FLOWER
Love appeared like an emerging flower
Blooming like a flush on a maidens cheek
Spreading out like the wings of a bird
And taking flight upon romantic winds
Traversing the immense poetic globe
Reaching every corner of the world
Before returning to its love struck source
For there is no greater extent
To which a love can aspire
Than all around the world and back again
MANY THINGS BREAK MY HEART IN TWO
Many things break my heart in two
But the hardest thing to see
Is you softly speaking words of love
To a man who isn’t me
THERE IS BEAUTY IN THE WORLD
There is beauty in the world
Not the fake painted on kind
True beauty doesn’t wear
The artificial gloss of glamour
Or the mask of vanity
True natural beauty
Is hidden in a maiden fair
Who lives blissfully unaware
Of her great gift
Because the greatest beauty of all
Resides within
I HAD HIGH HOPES OF YOU
I had high hopes of you
But you let me down
You turned out to be inconsistent
Shifting like the desert dunes
And I can see clearly that you’re
Undependable and feckless
With feet of clay
I wasted too much time
Trying to get you to commit
I can only liken it
Too trying to nail jelly to a tree.
IN EVERY CORNER OF MY MIND
In every corner of my mind
An endless moment lives
Burnt into my memory
Glowing like an ember
That won’t die
Tormenting and taunting
A loop of reminiscence
Constantly reminding me
Of the fateful moment
That I let you go
GRIEF HITS LIKE AN IRON FIST
Grief hits like an iron fist
Cloaked in a velvet glove
But grief is the ultimate price
We all have to pay for love
THE WORLD IS A COLD AND EMPTY PLACE
The world is a cold and empty place
Devoid of beauty
When you fall out of love
Colder and emptier still
When someone else
Falls out of love with you
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