Healing hands and healing words take time to work their magic,
Denial of your sweet kisses and lustful voice is absolutely tragic,
Finding a replacement for the hole you left inside,
May take an eternity, for you I would've died,
It's not healthy to live looking backwards I know this,
But those times with you were a surreal utopian bliss,
Closest thing to heaven on earth for me,
That's why I replay those memories tragically,
Is there any chance you live in regret of your decision to leave?
Maybe you think of me too in times of daydream reprieve,
I hope you do because there's nothing I want more,
Then to hold your face in my hands and happily adore,
I could spend hours basking in your beautiful smile,
Especially when knowing it was brought about by my style,
Maybe this time we could live happily ever after,
My heart will always be yours try not to let it shatter.
Farls Tokley
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Lovelorn Lad
PoetryWARNING: A few of these poems are not suited for children. The following is a collection of poems that are a fair representation of feelings I had and have for a special person or two. As well as a few scattered memories of one night interludes.
