Poem -

The Ache and The Pull of It

To be honest and fair,
I imagine,
I probably feel much
the same way
as any other old fella
might feel,
under the impossible
circumstances,
of your most recent
ultimatum ..
Okay, in a single word,
I feel SCARED ..
But for you my love ..
I shall always
deny the lure, the ache
and the pull of it ..
Whilst also, avoiding
and at all costs,
the acute and likewise
compelling
cravings and of course
the draw of me
trying to fill another
blank page,
with her name written on it ..

 

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Tony Taylor

Hey NEVILLE!!.....This belongs on one of those
specialty cards that so many people pay a lot for
these days...It's a beautiful read my friend!!....hope
all is well with you and yours dear poet brother!!

ALL STARS!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!......T xo  : )

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Neville

Hello Tony T my friend, many thanks for checking in and leaving such a positively heart-warming and encouraging note behind .. I am really most grateful .. Things are not too bad this end, my daughter has just returned to work after 9 months maternity leave and I never seem to have a minute to relax what with work, on call and grandparenting but hey, it could be a whole lot worse .. Hope your world is being kind to you brother ..

Peace, Love n Rockets back at ya .. plus all the very best of All Good Things, your mate, me .. :)

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