On going reflective
I was a certainly single guy.
She became a lover.
And then my mistress.
And a friend.
She was soon my Partner,
my Lover, my Mistress and my Friend.
The love was fractured;
and with that went the Lover,
the Mistress,
and eventually Partner too.
I contented with the friend.
Yes, I contented with the friend.
Alas without the Lover and the Mistress the friendship could not survive,
and because of it equally it was doomed.
That is certainly the loss I mourn by the greatest measure.
My greatest friend.
Christopher Dawson
Tue 20th Mar 2012 21:34
Thanks Lynn, glad you appreciated. I'm not happy with it, but it's done now.