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September Lover

September Lover

I will leave you here
Etched in my memory
Lover of those lost September nights

Drunkeness and poetry
And the wild roaring sea
Smoke Dragons inspiration
You, the cat and Me

You unchained shadows of my mind
As I walked the gallows plank once more
Dancing on the tightrope
Where all my ghosts, you'd find

Oh Lover wild and free
Your madness echoes in the Darkness
Chained and unpredictable
Crazy, dark and a mirror to me

Echoes of those dark lost days
Hiding from the suns late Autumn rays
You filled my life with passion
Darkness enveloped us

His warm embrace
Choking life
You left behind the shadows of stars
And I spent the winter in the darkness of bars

Two Souls colliding
Two Spirits Free
Two Supernovas
What will be
Will Be.
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Ru T

Thanks for taking your time to read Lisa. I always very much appreciate feedback from such a talented writer as yourself.

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KIERAN1369

Hi Ru

A lovely piece of work....looking forward to reading the October follow up !

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Terry Reeves

Good - I enjoyed.
Remember september, I want it back by november.

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Ru T

Thanks for taking your time to read Terry. Much appreciated. Ru

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