Charm
February 21, 2013
He said I was his lucky charm
something to dangle on pensive days
in the face of fate and destiny
just in case suspicion darkened his vision
on some rare up close occasions
when he failed to rid us of the flies and maggots of our derision
the two of us would huddle under northern starry skies
and ply each other with enough schemes to plant a crop of fantasy
Oh we were good back then
in our love filled isolation
impaling our souls daily on the Steeple
at the top of the mountain
of our blissful cool demise
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Val……
could it be a slight positive one?
It is positive Guy, in the sense that the love these two shared was perfect and right but the need to be with only each other took a toll.