We pass each other a tissue of lies
With which to dry reptilian tears
It seemed it was forever thus.
Then I caught that salty drop
welling from your greying eyes
Too late to stop,
with gilded truth or lies
How I wish 'twas never thus
I second Angie in that it is wonderful to see you posting. It is wonderful to see you posting something so damned meaningful... not a word wasted here... and I hope there is no autobiographical content. hugs, t x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
kia ora! A Clean X to mark each other's page... I like how you have notch this one up a lot.... aroha xx