Treasure Island

Me, Myself and I

(12 october 1974)

Then You Left


So then you left…


In a heap, lying on the floor,

I lie, panting, wanting so much more,

For you have all but gone,

The fairytale is over...

And I start to humm our song,

The erotic thoughts I still think,

Our glasses we drank from,

Are still lying in the sink,

Your smell on my clothes,

Makes me start to think,

But now your gone,

I hear the door slam,

And the taxi pull away,

And its all over,

Over before I had time to blink,

What the hell happened? ?

Or did I say out-loud what I think? ?

Submitted: Thursday, November 18, 2010
Edited: Sunday, September 04, 2011

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