shall I tell you a story of a man I used to know
about let's say around 7 to 10 years ago
he's not the same man today
no, not at all
he's not the man who had me so enchanted and
enthralled that at his feet I would readily fall
maybe my use of words is a little bit raw
but these malcontent memories chasing each other
around in my head do still seem to gall
right now my mind is buzzing like a drone
as I talk of him
this so very special man
in my lyrical thoughts there is a softer and nmore
sensuous tone
into the precious past my heart is thrillingly
thrown
I wonder now if he would be here if then he had
known
today I find myself at an almost impossible impasse
If one person just mentioned his name to me I think I'd shatter like glass
I am starting to feel very drained
to speak ill of him makes me almost ashamed
I'm just lashing back in my own face
it's my way of putting him back in his rightful
place
I have no more stones left to throw
so, I guess I'm asking you, these memories,
to let me go...............
(written Jan 25,1991)