Steve Pringle Poems

The love that shines from those bright eyes
Burns my soul and breaks my heart
For never have those eyes felt love
Reflected back to glow inside
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Wear whatever you like
And nobody bats an eyelid
Jim-jams and slippers
Go up the street
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The delicious crack of leather on willow,
Snapped through the air,
On a warm Berkshire evening,
Followed by shouts and the running of boots,
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