Harry J. Couchon Jr Poems

Alison my daughter, there's no one like you
My little girl, my child number two
But sharing first place in my heart
And I still loved you, even after we were torn apart
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They've finally stopped, my torrent of tears
Since seeing you my daughter, after all these years
Years that without you held only gloom
Now for sadness, in my heart there's no room
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If being in your arms was a prison
I'd beg for a life sentence
With no time off for good behavior
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All day long I waited for this
The way you say goodnight with a passionate kiss
A kiss that drives away any thoughts of sleep
And tells me your love is mine to keep
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The last row, or as close as we can get
As the lights go down, I put my arm around you
I reach over and turn your face my way
Our lips meet as the trailers begin
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When you loved me, my poetry glowed
Then you left and my inspiration slowed
Still I keep writing to express my pain
Though I may never pen love poems again
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Ten years of marriage, gone in a second
She stopped loving the father of her children
Giving herself to another in bed
Her wedding ring, mere jewelry
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I was her prisoner last night
Her legs wrapped around me so tight
My jail cell, her magnificent thighs
Muffling my moans, blocking my sighs
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My passion is shared by my poetry and by you
And for each, it's growing ever stronger
That I'm in love with you both is undeniably true
And I'll love you forever, and even longer
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I once thought I knew all I needed to know
But like so many times before I was wrong
Now I'm wondering how, is there any way at all, that I could ever learn to live without you
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