Love Songs And Past Lovers Poem by Harry J. Couchon Jr

On Abbey Road, the Beatles said it best. 'And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make'
My philosophy is similar, 'The love you give is equal to the love you live'

Each of my lovers is remembered with a song
Janet was 'Try a little tenderness'
Marcy 'Wild Thing'
Barbara was 'Will you still love me tomorrow? '
Irene, well I guess you get the idea

Just hearing the song, she's there in my mind
The woman with who I called it 'our song'
Remembering her face, her smile, her kiss
But somehow, never why we broke up

And when the song ends, she's gone
Just like in real life, I lost her again
But now, I can bring her back
Simply by listening to the song again