Lost in an ocean of thought
Adrift on the sea of forgot
how we were when
why we were then
and why not now
The mind bubbles over
Recalling each lover
and what one when
and which one then
and why not now
So soon another comes along
Singing that primordial song
how might we be
shall we go see
and why not now
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Love in all its Colours
Poetrya spectrum of deeply felt personal relationships, of meaningful selflessness and reciprocity "not always pretty not always fun not just for the young"
