Steve Armstrong

Rookie (31/03/1985 / Sheffield)

Memories - Poem by Steve Armstrong

Sleep now, my sweet child,
your journey is long, and,
though it breaks my heart to see you go,
I know that I must lose you.

You are betrothed to him,
that god like man,
whose charm no woman can resist.
The silver tongued one,
speaking words that could charm,
even the fair maiden Aphrodite.

How I wish that I could tell you,
of my undying love for you,
how my heart, aches, each time you are not near.
How I dream that, once again,
as in times past,
you would lay with me for no particular reason,
and i would stroke your hair,
and look into your beautiful blue eyes,
like pools of love,
and watch your tiny bosom rise and fall,
with every breath you take.

As I think of you, leaving me,
I stroke your hair,
and look into your beautiful blue eyes,
like pools of love,
and watch your tiny bosom rise and fall,
with every breath you take.
And a lonely tear, rolls down my cheek,
and lands on you.
Your memory of me.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 11, 2006



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