Damien Martin O'Dowd Poems

I like this gold wedding ring upon my finger
I like your tender lips, when we kiss, how you let it linger
I like the way when we fight, we sit and we talk it over
I like this simple life just you and me trying to find the answers
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Like a first kiss from a first love in a musty hall,
Where she left her scent to linger until the next she call,
And an Angel hanging from a hook above her bed did watch,
For dogs that bark, the tinkers lark and the darkness of night
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Good Bye she said to me God Bless,
And touched her hand upon my chest,
And blessed me from the holy font,
with worn Instruction 'in God we trust'
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She was his apple of Eden,
On the leafy tree of lust,
On a wiry branch of passion,
Hung there by a wisp of trust.
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