Mick Talbot Poet Sonnet

Death - In My Mind - Treason

DEATH - IN MY MIND - TREASON 
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Fiction or I'm blind, are you a ruse from a troubled mind?
You love me, you love me not, the ring, love, thrown in my face.
Your words seduce me, but your actions, they are so unkind.
You leave me standing, stripped, humbled, naked, so in disgrace.

You see me begging mercy, don't pretend you can't see, feel.
Lift me, hold me to your breast, ask me, know I will say yes.
Times I think you are unreal, unstable, lost, off keel.
Life together, your love for me I've had to second guess.

My muse has written this on my behalf, the words, all mine.
Her pen, she filled with my blood, blue with rage and disbelief.
Love, thought eternal, on my part, to death, the end of time.
I have seen love in your eyes, now just emptiness, much grief.

Please, I love you, please tell me, please, please tell, give a reason.
Why now? 49 years of pleasure, don't die, that's treason!

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Wool Man January 18, 2018 at 9:20 AM "no person may be convicted of treason unless on the testimony of two witnesses to the same overt act,or on confession in open court" ... ... sounds like an open heart surgery done with dirty fingernails ... Mick Talbot January 18, 2018 at 3:55 PM Aw, open your mind woolman, lateral thinking, like metaphorically. I was not inferring that my wife was committing the offence directly, she is not aware of what's happening to her mind. Respect and my best wishes for 2018... Mick