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Trev Fisher
Poems
Jan 2020
She was not the travelling kind
Heater and me shoulda been a thing
but we let it go,
I stayed put when she went south
to see the hippy show
at Varanasi she got sick
I'd warned her of the same
but her friend was green, about our scene
so she went anyway
When I got back to England
I gave her dad a call,
she'd given me his number
coz she didn't know where she'd fall
he said she was in England too
and not too far from me
I waited for a coupla of days
hoping she'd be free
and when I called I could hear
some strain within her voice
she didn't sound like the angel
I had met in other times
she told me she was hooked up
with the guy she'd left behind
she felt like she'd betrayed him
she was not the travelling kind
Lovers past
#lost
#lovers
Written by
Trev Fisher
55/M/Bangkok
(55/M/Bangkok)
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