Highest Ever Bid
We actively discussed lots of different books,
We laughed and we have shared intimate intentions.
I told you how in Russia lot of men are crooks.
Now my mind requires medical intervention.
I told you how about life I try to reason,
About the level of the government mistrust.
You turned out to be part of an ugly treason,
However, it caused no significant disgust.
It is certainly not a good thing what you did.
But I did thoroughly understand your reasons.
Meanwhile I opted for my highest ever bid
I miss you and I blankly observe the seasons
Change one another in never ending circle.
We talked of politics, Russia, Putin, welfare,
Canada, songs, US, oil price, Angela Merkel.
Now I compose and every new guy I compare.
You told me not to take it all on my shoulders.
Do what I do, perhaps a little something new.
Want to put your portrait in a picture holder
But I would not tell you 'cause you would look askew.
You love your daughters and not miss having a son.
You even wish that you could have another child.
I still dream of you. I called you my honey bun
In anxious surface shallow sleep. This cold is mild.
You showed me how it's incredibly important
To feel your essence, listen to the voice of self.
Or else you'd turn to mentality of doormat
Although with hundreds of clever books on your shelf.
That's what I unintentionally did with you.
That star night I felt the urge to share I was scared.
You understood, told me you were a little too.
I smiled and offered skinny dipping. How I dared?
Atlantic Ocean gently caressed our bare skin
I swan away from you at some meters distance.
At that point I did not know that we were akin,
I felt solid meaning to my whole existence!
I felt you're open, true, genuinely honest,
I liked you. Someone I can ultimately trust.
There was nothing to each other that we promised.
I'll find this box with memory of us and dust.
One pretty story. One might ask, do I regret?
Oh hell no! I only live once and live to love.
Even though I still do not know how to forget
It. You were definitely indicative of
A total new beginning for me as a soul.
First time I wasn't wrong with initial feeling.
Although for some coming months to come I will crawl,
You left me with sacred talent and pure meaning.
Copyright © Agatha Jetaime | Year Posted 2015
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