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She was his - Once.

Poetry By: Lady Jewells
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Would she go back to him again or finally walk free?


Submitted:Dec 18, 2012    Reads: 37    Comments: 3    Likes: 1   


She was His….Once.

She left him... But she'd left him once before,

He begged for a 2nd chance and she gave in...

Though I'm at a distance, I can feel him out there...

Lurking and smirking.. Probably thinks - He'll get her to work it all out..

He'll call and he's betting she'll fall... She'd done it before..

She was his...

"Was...?"

Dare I ask? Not now -maybe later...

I'm Waiting... She said, she'd call..

My heart aches... My soul's on edge...

I can feel him out there...

Confidently smirking..

He thinks - she's still his. He thinks they'll work it all out..

5, 6 - pick-up sticks... 7, 8 - lay them straight.

He will call....The question is, "Will she fall...?"

She has said, he could be quite convincing....

I sure hope, she's good at fencing...

If he thrusts....will she parry?

Perhaps I'll tease her...

"So when are you two get'n married?"

Sitting at a distance, I'm waiting...

My heart aches... My soul's on edge.... I've lost her before...

Should I call...? Yes, but later...

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He called her....She called and told me...

I listened suspended - my soul, on edge....

I dreaded...to hear her news..

But I had to ask... "So what happened?"

Now I know,

She may have been his...once,

But, not anymore!

By Lady Jewells (June 2010)





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