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At the dawn of my half century I sometimes squint to see who's moving whose heads pop up above the wheat and weeds whose flower is still blooming, and it is there I find you standing taller than them all drinking in the sunlight no man has made you fall and no man has ever owned you though all of them endeavored including me, my younger self and I lost you forever Do not hang me for my folly for I was younger then and loving you naively shouldn't be a capital offence I am worthy of you now but will you ever come or will you sit there swaying never needing anyone, drinking in the sun
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Jan 8, 2020
Jan 8, 2020 at 5:40 PM UTC
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At the dawn of my half century I sometimes squint to see who's moving whose heads pop up above the wheat and weeds whose flower is still blooming, and it is there I find you standing taller than them all drinking in the sunlight no man has made you fall and no man has ever owned you though all of them endeavored including me, my younger self and I lost you forever Do not hang me for my folly for I was younger then and loving you naively shouldn't be a capital offence I am worthy of you now but will you ever come or will you sit there swaying never needing anyone, drinking in the sun
Of all my former lovers Mary D is the one that left the most enduring scratch on my soul, it's a wonderful wound, she was amy teacher about so much
#former#lovers#ageing#mid#life
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That_Trev_Fisher_Guy
55/M/Bangkok
Jan 8, 2020
Jan 8, 2020 at 5:40 PM UTC
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