(A lone voice whispers)
In this never-ending storm
Where powerful introspective winds
Swallow you whole
As the norm
A thought always strikes like a Promethium lightning bolt
Was there ever a place in your soul
Where my picture hung and your soul
Extolled
When it woke up
As you dreamed
Before going on Astral patrol
For all I can do in humble worship
Is remember
The sweet taste of your favourite red lipstick
The tantalising feel of your fingers
Laced in CHANEL N°5
Lingering around my shoulders
As we both wept
Watching Beaches
Which always
Left us speechless
Ma Chérie?
Do I still linger
In your echo chambers
Like Garth Brooks
Your favourite Country singer
So in this moment
As my memories gather
Like friends
In Low Places
As the thunder rolls
Just remember
If tomorrow never comes
And my prayers lay unanswered
I'll always remember how we danced
As
Loves ship
Sailed in
And anchored
But now
Cancelled and abandoned
As you look in another's eyes
I can only hope
Your memories get baptized
Like mine
In brutal storms
Of introspection
For in my eyes
There are never any real
Goodbyes
Just sweet country songs
Of reintroduction
So we can walk
Together again
Even though
We were both cursed
By wet appetites
Of self destruction
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
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