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ΤЂЄ DAY THAT LOVﻉ BEGAN TO DIE
the moment of our first glance
the dance began
that quick shy shifting of your lashes
was when love began to die
nothing that followed
could re-create
your first touch
nothing would smell as sweet
nothing that we did
could duplicate
the wonder of love’s name
when love began to die
now that love is dead
your tender touch
has changed to anger
and everything about you
makes me want to cry
makes me want to curse
inside
if only we could live life in reverse
and avoid the day that love began to die
(Drawing: Robbie by Carlton)
© Carlton Carr 2013
http://othervoices.blog.co.uk/
the dance began
that quick shy shifting of your lashes
was when love began to die
nothing that followed
could re-create
your first touch
nothing would smell as sweet
nothing that we did
could duplicate
the wonder of love’s name
when love began to die
now that love is dead
your tender touch
has changed to anger
and everything about you
makes me want to cry
makes me want to curse
inside
if only we could live life in reverse
and avoid the day that love began to die
(Drawing: Robbie by Carlton)
© Carlton Carr 2013
http://othervoices.blog.co.uk/
Published 7th Nov 2013
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8th Nov 2013 4:58am
8th Nov 2013 6:25am
Hey Alyssa, my PFH's (Partner From Hell) surname is Marie so I feel as though we are related.
Thanks for reading and commenting - it's always good to hear that a poem has had an emotional effect Õή a reader. I really appreciate your response.
Thanks for reading and commenting - it's always good to hear that a poem has had an emotional effect Õή a reader. I really appreciate your response.
