Illusion
By Tim on 30th September, 2007
Come in, I’ve been expecting you
There’s a knock on the door and love walks through
And lights a fire and smiles a smile
As if love were going to stay a while
And the fire breathes and weaves its spell
But then love runs out of lies to tell
For love is restless, love’s a flirt
Love has places to go and people to hurt
So here’s the shovel to smother the flame
Tomorrow you’ll barely remember my name
And I’ll try to forget you, my dearest one.
As a prisoner tries to forget the sun
And love holds no charms
Since I beheld you in another’s arms
*Till There Was You
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September 30th, 2007 at 5:29 pm
This is really wonderful. I think you have a lot of talent, and will be stopping by as much as I can. In the meantime, I am putting this site on my link list; hopefully it will bring you even more traffic.
October 1st, 2007 at 2:48 am
@Mirage Chopper Thank you so much Mirage Chopper for visiting my site. Though it feels really good to be complimented, I can never take the credit for someone else’s work. It’s taken from the movie Till There Was You starring Jeanne Tripplehorn and Dermot Mulroney. I just love the poem so much but I don’t
know who wrote it. I have postings of my old poetry too though. And thanks for linking me it would be a great help for the traffic. I’d be linking you too becuase I really like your postings of poetry esp. When the Violets Cried. Hope you’d still continue to drop by whenever you can. Good day!