The Realisation.

Life's Lessons, Poems

I can recall your face but I can’t recall your name
You’re just like the rest of them, black, white and the same.

You were always here for me but to you I was never there
I tried to live the lie but the truth is I never cared.

I was your everything but you were just a past time
But I realise now, what I have done should be a crime.

It’s too late to apologise and say I’m sorry
So live your life free, and just forget about me.


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Her.

Poems

Her name tattooed upon my soul
Her face I’ll remember, until I’m old
The taste of her lips
The smell of her hair
And the look from her haunting stare.

The call of my name from her voice
Yet forgetting her, my only choice
But the touch of her skin
And the hold of her arms
Brings memories of heartache’s charm.


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The Midnight Mistress

Poems

She could take my breath away
For every single time of day
Demand me to come close to her
Asking me to make the most of her

Then I could not believe my eyes
The way she undressed and smiled
Looking back at me
Making sure I would see