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Memory5

i woke up for coffee
morning dragged me out of bed
i never thought i'd feel this bad
i was mostly dead

and it was her head
that was my favorite part
and it was the way
she crawled inside my heart

and if i see her again
even after all this time
and if i see her again
should I still smile?

and it's a little bit cloudy
the way she held my head
but I remember her clearly
laying on my bed

how she took me inside
how she bent my insides
deep between the sheets
in between our mysteries

then she led me inside
and cracked a sexy smile
then she said "open wide"
yes, she whispered, "open wide"

and now now my head is empty
the past has rushed on past
all except my memories
those sweet memories
and it's all the same
but the question remains
that if she were free
would she and me be?