Poem -

Why Else Wish Him So Blind

                                                              While these eyes may not be
                                                                   what they once were ..
                                                          Do you really think me so blind
                                                           that I cannot feel what it is you
                                                                            are doing ..
                                                            When you play away like that ..
                                                                I know precisely who it is
                                                          you are now literally screwing ..

 

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Neville

received with pleasure & all mine 

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Lorna

Hi Neville, I really enjoyed this
 the pacing of your words,   really make me stop and think about your work
to me that's what poetry is!
lorna :)

 

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Neville

Thank you so very much for saying that Lorna :) 

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Marion

A few words speaking of great disappointment Nev...hugs x

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