Love is Like An Old House
She's no longer perfect, or is that he. It wobbles, and sways as you walk without grace. It farts in your face and you fall through a hole. Nothing works like it did when it was shiny and new. But one thing for sure , you know where the beer is in the fridge or is that the cookie jar for some.
When it finally dies all that is held in a fading thought are a few memories soon to be forgotten by a few that came to a party or two...
... for what was thought of as joy that would never end.
Be silent...
...Can't you hear their voice in the night still air.
They were everyone's dreams to smell their scent.
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Tadeusz Roguski 30/07/2014 0:26
imagine & knowledge. there are a base for tasting life.Haeuserer Helmut 28/07/2014 8:05
topYVES Lr 28/07/2014 7:15
I admire.Dieter Geßler 27/07/2014 0:00
mysticalGreetings Dieter