Sunday, August 2, 2015

first love not best love

never will i  forget my first love
remember always will i my best love
to live want  i with the best love
who keeps me coming for more love
she fell off the horse way back when
i was her Sir Galahad, her forever friend
slower my jogging and needing a seat
she kept on running and could not be beat
with my best love i ride and never tire
each other we pace and nothing higher
how could i miss her when she is near
i do not have to kiss her to show her how dear
my first love feels lost with memories of me
i could not satisfy her by pissing on trees
but my best love has acres of territory
endless blank forests for every new story
like a galloping dog near a master's scooter, faster
my best love sits near me on a sofa with laughter 
i am with her even when we are apart
my mind never strays too far from her heart
my best love can find me and knows what to do
the leaves have their season so pick up a few
it feels so right naturally in its place
that is what i see in my best lover's face
though first loves are never worn out or forgotten
i breathe in my best love like air through cotton

8-2-15




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