Tuesday, 5 March 2013

The Ghost of my Muse

Do you ever contemplate of me, when you are alone?....
Do you select to think of me, over thoughts closer to home?....
Do you ever wonder how my embrace would linger on your lips?....
Do you ever pretend that we once shared, loves exciting kiss?....
Could you ever really love me? I understand why not!....
Do you ever want me? When I am often forgot.....
Every answer is a negative, I am juxtapose....
Who loves you from his head to frozen hobbit toes?....
Who does think of you taste when you are not around?....
Who wonders if the key to your soul might be found....
Who knows that love between us, won't even exist in myth.....
Who knows you love another who will never appreciate your gift.....
So who watches you from afar and loves you more that words....
Who can tell his story of plight, not even to the birds?....

Edward Ramsden
Keep moving forward Ed, Keep moving forward.

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