Archive for March 9, 2016

she smiled, she looked at me, incredulous, her jaw dropped,

how on earth can you be so sure about that ? ”

well i had to explain, cos’ motion at this velocity cannot be simply stopped,

so i thought, this was the bloke who sported mops of hair, yet dug those close shaves,

so i said to her, i said,

gravitational waves

what are we if not tinder, unable to rekindle the embers,

of hope …

what becomes of us if we stall, if we choose to lay down each time we fall … … …

tender words don’t sting, gentle words hardly stab, or jab,

for you and i have walked the paths, together, sharing each other, the magic and the drab,

now though the time may have come to part, i respect you, for you have always been true, a woman of substance, through and through,

and so as we weave and traverse the alleyways of life, looking perhaps for a fresh start,

let us be gentle, kind, tender, to each other, before we depart,

leaving behind memories that don’t tear, feelings that won’t scar,

memories of moments spent together, between the pain and smiles,

and know this, i shall always carry within me, a part of you, however near you are, or far … … …

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