Wednesday, July 8, 2009

EX

I came across your letters,
Our love was pure,
Awesome and innocent.

As I sit and reminisce,
The world was our play ground,
All that mattered was us.

Mama said you were not good,
I should have listened,
I was too in love with love.

You were my first,
In your arms
I became a woman,

Your kiss,
Paralyzed me,
Your love,
Controlled me.

Distance tore us apart,
Slowly grew apart,
Got entwined,
In our separate lives.

© thelma migue 2009

2 comments:

  1. I know a lot of pple can relate to this esp me. Good stuff.

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  2. Thank you James.....This is inspired from my past...

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