loves final twist

when at last loves lost

the final chance taken

we sit back in the after glow

of embers fast fading

thinking the bitter sweet thoughts

of a love that once was

staring as if in a trance at her photograph

thinking of plans past

the emptiness creeping thrue you

as frost on a winters morning

you reach out in waking only to feel the coldness

where once was the warmth of her body

laughing on your own

no one to share the joke withremembering how you would lay your hand on her breast

for the comfort it gave you

wondering when the moment came

when love was finally lost

when in time comes the final break

what a mess of things we make

when there is no give and take

yes in time we break

and all because there was no give and take

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  • amarica