Mr Brown
Oh I ask you Mr Brown, tell me how long has it been now, since your lover went away?
It was a year and a day of your life.
Its been oh so quiet and the air is still for her love.
Only washed her hair yesterday
And the sunlight came her way
The sensual glow of the sun on her skin
Made her a warm and loving person
The smell of sweet roses wafted round the room
I’m sure you wish you had created a baby in her womb
The tenderness and earthly power of her charms
Was like seeing, feeling, or even holding her palms.
Holy aura of your lover
Could n’er be filled by no other
She is the only one to make you laugh and cry
But the weight of your tears now are dry
Stunned into emotional shock
Hit by the advance of the clock
You remain in wait for your most special love
Is it hope that storm clouds bring doves?
Night passes and trees shed leaves
A pitiful sight of a man bereaved
His lover is still living but no one knows where
Why did she do it, do you think she even cared?
Oh I ask you Mr Brown, tell me how long has it been now, since your lover went away?
It was a year and a day of your life.
Its been oh so quiet and the air is still for her love.
Copyright © Joanne Carty | Year Posted 2009
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