- Non-Erotic Poetry
- 27 years
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Click hereFor 27 years I was just about me
surviving by my wits and learning
when to flirt and when to run
and I was floating quickly towards my end
but it was ok cuz I was just about me.
Then you came along and my heart was caught
I was just about us-we were just about us
and life was perfect and we floated together towards
everything that was good and clean and honest
we did this for 27 yrs-just about us
Now its just about me again
but I don't want that
and you are just about you
and everything that was good
just floated right by us
do I have another 27 years?
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8 15 2004
- COMMENTS
LeBrozover 17 years agoThis poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 34,000 poems.
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duddle146over 17 years agoThe miracle of change ~ a welcome presense. I becomes we. May you float together toward all that's good, clean and honest. Beautifully evocative rendering.
LeBrozover 17 years agoJust 27 more years?
Sounds like you've just reached the mid-point
With at least another fifty to go...
GoddessOfSoulsover 18 years agoLove, Passion, Karma, All The Mistresses gifts to be given or taken always earned, not always learned. the was a very honest heartbreaking poem, thank you for sharing it.
tungtied2uover 19 years agosewing circles and cracker barrels....it's sort of folksy..in a matter of fact, that's life kind of way.
Touched me...
* Lost the therm 27 years ago
sandspikeover 19 years ago27 more is a lot to ask for, I hope you get it. Being
a old fart, I found this right up my alley. I love the
way it reads, you are speaking out into a now empty
room. If you can't get 27 more, spend more time at the beach. I love this poem.
