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Ode to Lost Love
I awake early and
I have nothing to say
but your name.
I awake early and
I have nothing to remember
But your face.
I am the wild beast, who,
After being befriended,
Turns to bite the hand
So gentle and understanding.
I awake early and
I have nothing to scream
But your name.
--1973, Hollywood, CA
Published 28th Jul 2016
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- Edited 9th Nov 2018 2:45pm
28th Jul 2016 2:30am
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28th Jul 2016 3:16am
28th Jul 2016 3:22am
28th Jul 2016 6:40am
oh Jerry such a heart tearing love poem..
on a uplifting note James Dean had nothing on you sexy man ;)
love Brenda
on a uplifting note James Dean had nothing on you sexy man ;)
love Brenda
28th Jul 2016 12:51pm
Yes, sadness personified, Brenda . . .
Thank you for the uplifting line.
Thank you for the uplifting line.
28th Jul 2016 1:34pm
28th Jul 2016 3:51pm
28th Jul 2016 2:58pm
A soulful write, Standing. Cathartic to the heart
and soul-cleansing. We must first face our pain
in order to cross through it to better days.
and soul-cleansing. We must first face our pain
in order to cross through it to better days.
28th Jul 2016 3:50pm
