I have awoken, after wine,,
With a girl who’s heart
Was not mine,
And romanticising her in rhyme,
Have created art
Through a lie.
But love and lust
Both end in dust.
And there I
Must one day lie.
I have awoken, after wine,,
With a girl who’s heart
Was not mine,
And romanticising her in rhyme,
Have created art
Through a lie.
But love and lust
Both end in dust.
And there I
Must one day lie.
This is an excellent poem, Kevin
Thank you, Robbie
Excellent, thoughtful poem, Kevin.
Thank you, Vivienne.
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Many thanks for sharing, Michael.
I love it too. xx Michael
I’m delighted you enjoyed my poem, Michael. All the very best. Kevin