Beneath her Contemptuous Gaze
Somewhere underfoot beneath her contemptuous gaze
Grinding and crushing
Blood rushing to her head
Misting bloody red
Wine and roses lay scattered
Dreams and schemes splattered
Left then right spinning into the vicious plight awaiting
Cold, colder yet as cruellest roaring sea
Light her slender form struck out at me
Red pretty toenails sharp as razors pledge their jealous rage
Our open book closing upon that page for ever
I fall frozen stone over stone
Alone somewhere underfoot
Beneath her contemptuous gaze
Gus Jonsson
Wed 15th Jun 2011 18:18
Thank you everyone for your comments ... you often hear about the fact that he deserved or deserves a 'Good Kick in The Balls' but I can assure you all that more than just your eyes water!
once again many thanks for reading
Gus