How could you forget? Me…?

How could you forget? Me…?

A Poem by Mark Heathcote

I’ve given my life to every part of you.

From this angle you’re my life.

From this angle you’re the circle

That fulfils my whole life.

 

I’ve given you my entire being,

And now, you’re a star floating off the ground.

But baby, I’m still here, a little spaced-out.

Waiting for your; safe return, safe and sound.

 

How could you forget?

What it was, that I meant to you.

How could you forget?

Where your confidence sprang…

How could you forget?

What we meant to each other.

 

I was the fountain that cherished

All your distilled looks…

I was the millpond that ground away…

All your fears and blew,

Away the chaff; of all your yesteryears.

 

I’ve given my life to every part of you.

From this angle you’re my life.

From this angle you’re the circle

That fulfils my whole life.

 

But now there’s a shadow of doubt

Bad as those bathroom tiles that need

A fresh re-grout:

Now you’re like a bar of soap, I just can’t grip.

 

How could you forget?

What it was, that I meant to you.

How could you forget?

From; where your confidence sprang…

How could you forget?

What we meant to each other.

When; we did laver up together.

How could you forget?

What it was, that I meant to you.

How could you forget? Me...?

© 2013 Mark Heathcote


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Mark Heathcote
Mark Heathcote

Mancheter, United Kingdom



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I like all kinds of poems but I tend to gravitate toward eastern spiritual poetry. My muse almost demands it of me. So you may find quite a few being poured out from time to time. I all so write man.. more..

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