By Stands with a smile
Date: 30 October 2000
Second thoughts?
Second Thoughts
Funny how she fumbling found
her lips in search of mine
when just before
She'd closed the door
to walk away this time.
Funny how her fingers fought
to pull that shirt away
and aching belly crushed to mine
to kiss, and rock and sway.
Funny how she'd secret sought
where greener pastures grow
and in her mind
left me behind
deciding now to go.
Funny how she'd sighed and wept
with cried out her release
to love me long until she slept
satisfied, at peace.
Funny, after 2 AM
I found an open drawer
in the cabinet I kept
beside my own front door.
There lay the letter
You once wrote
to say you'd always care
and underneath, the braided wreath
the locket of your hair.
And on her finger tips last night
what was that scent I knew?
If memory had served me right
perfume I'd given you.
Funny how you care for me
long after you have gone
Your ghost has saved my heart again
that gentle perfume on the wind
Because of you, this trace of you,
Our love continues on.
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