John Shea

Rookie - 463 Points (1-28-50 / Cherry Point N.C.)

Lonely Days - Poem by John Shea

A final no in the flex of life
Making love without sex in life

I did it dear with you in mind
You made it easy for me to find

Your faults were my faults
My wounds you did salt

Like a snail on trail on the trail to death
So soften the blow
And allow mother nature to go one step further

Allow her to nurture my ego so butchered
A final yes in the life we flex


Comments about Lonely Days by John Shea

  • Ashraful Musaddeq (8/30/2012 10:09:00 PM)


    Like a snail on trail on the trail to death
    So soften the blow
    And allow mother nature to go one step further
    - amazing amazing 10+++
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 29, 2012



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