Marilyn Shepperson

Rookie (4th September 1949 / Hounslow. Middx)

You passed the time


We talked together for hours and hours
And put the world to rights
We walked along to my home together
And together, spent the night
When I awoke the following morn
To find that you had gone
Was I surprised, no, not I
I felt relieved; I didn't cry
You had used me
And I had used you
With no loss on either side
It was a fair exchange
Will I try to find you again
I don't think so, for you see
When we met, my fleeting friend
I was drunk and in need of temporary company

Submitted: Thursday, August 03, 2006
Edited: Friday, August 20, 2010

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  • Rookie Preeti - is here! (8/11/2006 8:35:00 AM)

    No regrets....maybe you have expressed the truth. but at my age i cannot imagine this no regret situation!

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  • Rookie Chandan Roy (8/3/2006 6:11:00 AM)

    I rated this one a full 10 as I thought it has a sense of reality and the way you have expressed the entire episode is just wonderful.... a good read indeed! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Vision Ghost (8/3/2006 5:20:00 AM)

    Oh yes, been there done that, still got me into trouble. But absolutely the truth, played out of how society has completely gone against, what we are designed for. A brilliant synopsis of a one night stand! (Report) Reply

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