Girl

The girl I knew a woman now of course
The intervening years have made their mark
And once the love between us was a force
A kiss or two were stolen in the dark
Once fearless now she seems a little cowed
The eyes that flashed defiance now are flat
She hangs the head that once was high and proud
The girl who opened doors is now the mat
Her joie de vivre removed by man no doubt
They mine desire and then they disappear
If only she had let me take her out
I’d give her everything he did but fear
She looked at me and then she walked away
A girl she kissed when she was young and gay

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Author: thepoetautist

A Gay poet of fifty odd years who is currently living in Cambodia.

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