“Be the one girl, that I’ll never forget”…

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He was sat all alone…
Reaching out to the past…

Holding half a conversation…
The kind that never lasts…

And quickly finding himself…
Taken back to a time…

When she was sat with him…
And he felt so fucking fine…

The beast and the beauty…
Lost in a parallel world…

One that never existed…
But it began to unfold…

As they spoke in tongues…
Both forked and foreign…

Not really understanding…
The power they were pouring…

As the spell they were casting…
Created such a black hole…

That grew bigger and bigger…
The more that they stole…

Moments of pure sweetness…
And such forbidden passion…

As they kissed each other…
Like it was going out of fashion…

And they got lost in a moment…
That’s now frozen in time…

The perfect reminder…
Of such a perfect crime…

Yet the feelings he carries…
Are still so red raw…

Was it really just Lust…
Perhaps it was more…

As they explored each other…
In a cheap hotel room…

Away from the rain…
Away from life’s gloom…

Now it’s just a memory…
Buried far and deep down…

Only brought to the surface…
When he returns to this town…

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26 responses to ““Be the one girl, that I’ll never forget”…

  1. Love the poetry – keep it up – and thanks for the ‘like’ – drop by and experience some of my own poetry at sensualism.me when you get a chance – all the best…

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