Whatever I say, i'm bound to lose
The words I say, hear what you choose
However we play, still hear the blues
We would shout yay, now it's like boo's
Words twisted edgeway, the truth you so refuse
A drink a day, we turn to booze
The carefree way, has turned to abuse
The calm sleepy bay, and storm that ensues
Darling, sorry I pray, I don't mean to use
Our love's flown away, you're no longer my muse!
©John-Ovan.P.Hull
Stormy seas have hit our bay,
tight fit for words edgeway,
where's the carefree fun and play?
watching every word I say.
This argument, I forget who started,
compassion seems far departed,
to our corners off we darted,
like Red seas that mose's parted.
It pains me to see you act like this,
your forked tongue, it's venomous hiss,
caress hurts away with a kiss,
it's the little things that I miss.
The passions that do alight,
from our feuding silly fight,
made love through the night,
as ******'s peaked in sheer delight,
each other's arms we await the morning light.
©John-Ovan.P.Hull
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