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you took the ferry without me
and didn’t talk about returning
separation, an indifferent sea
while my heart just kept on yearning
I couldn’t be with you
and sunshine didn’t comfort me
the way it used to do
as with you I longed to be
of course I knew that this was better
no future was there for our love
still I did hope for a letter
wishing you would care enough
I was sixteen, you three times my age
yes I know this was insanity, outrage
but you showed me I could trust
and what love is without lust
thank you for leaving me behind
it was not mean to do, but kind
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Comments
Who bought himself an Austin.
It had room for hiss ass....
and a tank of gas...
but his balls hung low and he lost them!
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Who wrote that? I sure didn't. Mystery.
I Love your pure Spirit. Mountain Bear.
Pure Intention. Let's visit Vegas or Oslo.
I liked this, Ina. Very much
enjoyed the math