SubstituteA Poem by Paul PruettI long to find her again. Hold her again. Make love all night long with her again. But hope seems to oft gone. To find her. Or someone to replace her. Is that possible? Can you find perfection twice in one life? I think not. There is no replacement for perfection. Once you have been with a goddess, none can replace her. None. So I have to live with failing to find her. The angel has flown into my life and flown out again. Perfection, once it has gone, is gone. Come find me, o perfect one. I await your return. © 2014 Paul Pruett |
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1 Review Added on May 19, 2014 Last Updated on May 19, 2014 AuthorPaul PruettAboutI am a former actor now a restaurant mangager who inaddition to writing poetry, which I have been doing all my life, I also write short fiction and screenplays. more..Writing
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