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Click hereHe used to touch me
with the most gentle touch
ever known to man. Now
he roams life and sets
his sights for fresher
meat.
I could tell you
of stolen moments in time.
Mountains that we have tasted.
Tested the snow that felt cold inside
out, while fishing in deep water
ponds with bait as big
as his prick.
Oh what a deep story that is, one
which cast spells and lures in
the blind.
My heart has been broken
forsaken, as pieces drop
and shatter for he is
... was I guess I have to say now,
my one true love.
This man who spoke to my heart
with love. Blinders off, no rose
glasses could cover the spell
binding feeling
of such love that still, I melt
with a thought
of him.
Yes, he touched me
deeper than any other.
Deeper than any sea could ever
dream of being. He is
and shall remain my one
true love.
My One ...
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'while fishing in deep water
ponds with bait as big
as his prick. '
as is the rest of the poem. A poignant and utterly beautiful write.
Great stuff, RF
What a poignant piece. It is riveting and dynamic. It flowed so gently and effortlessly and really evoked emotion. Excellent! Really the best you've ever written.
your poem touched me deeply (~_~) the lone dove calls in dusks dimming light, remembering love.
and elsewhere the word placement/line wrapping is exceptional! Odd, we both have new poems today! This one is a winner!