Gordon D Wilkinson Poems

Let me take away your pain
Holding you in these arms again
Protecting
Never rejecting
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Sleeping there beside me tonight
Watching you breathing light
Hair spread across your pillows
Gently curved like weeping willows
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Her skin of alabaster made her more exciting
Long hair flowing over her shoulders, enticing
A face of pure classic beauty looked my way
Her expression so serene and inviting making me sway
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Are we at opposite sides?
Other sides of lovers’ street
Walking in opposite directions
Merely pausing resting for a moment
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Freed at last from societies clutches
Gone the need for belongings
Stripped away all the fears
Reborn with new hope
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Too late
Just too late
I hold on to the plethora of too late’s in my pocket
The bus had just pulled out as I got there – too late
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You pluck the petals of my love, one by one
Discarding them without a thought
Only intent on my inner core
Somewhere for you to play
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Echoes of the mandolins resound through the night
As the plucking heart stings recover
Mournful melodies of the past
Vibrating through my soul
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You pluck the petals of my love, one by one
Discarding them without a thought
Only intent on my inner core
Somewhere for you to play
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