In the heat of the night
When everything is cool Is when
I miss her
The most
It was raspberry tea
No
Peppermint - I don't know
Lips wet longer when an afternoon
Came after
Noon
And went like clouds before clouds before…
You know
It is interesting to meet some…
Someone you can
You can
You know
I don't know
We touched, like others
Like all others
Nothing new
Nothing new anymore
You want it so much
To be new
New for old is what they say
What do these old hands hold?
Old …
You want it so much
To hold
It slips
You never did hold on very well
Its like its like
I don't know, you want it so much
I miss her
MChallis © 1995/2014
Nov 1, 2014
Nov 1, 2014 at 10:16 PM UTC
In the heat of the night
When everything is cool Is when
I miss her
The most
It was raspberry tea
No
Peppermint - I don't know
Lips wet longer when an afternoon
Came after
Noon
And went like clouds before clouds before…
You know
It is interesting to meet some…
Someone you can
You can
You know
I don't know
We touched, like others
Like all others
Nothing new
Nothing new anymore
You want it so much
To be new
New for old is what they say
What do these old hands hold?
Old …
You want it so much
To hold
It slips
You never did hold on very well
Its like its like
I don't know, you want it so much
I miss her
MChallis © 1995/2014
This poem was the work that initiated the collaboration with Katie Noonan. First penned in 1995. Slightly reworked for HP.
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