Marleena
we'd cared a lotshe of Marzipan Skin and wit
with a finely tuned sense of humor.
She stood in the doorway with a ghost of her smile.
Would this love be like the sun?
I just wish the answer had come
Why do you sleep with me?
one day soon you and I will merge
And i seemed happy, quite at ease.
" i can sense your presence from the day before,
there seemed absolutely no means of escape!
i thought i died.
Why didn't you come see me?"
She shed a single tear
But that tear was for pity, not for me.
This she sadly realized.
She makes a futile attempt to imagine
a world full of happiness and love
Better than a car.
I know I'll never have her as my bride,
your prose has more than a touch of poetry to it.
Show me your soul!!
The state of my room is an accurate depiction of the state of my mind!
What do you want!??
Why don't you leave me alone!
rather then stay together, they left and the two suffered in solitude.
Faded jeans caressed her slimmest of hips
From there the possibilities seemed so endless.
She hadn't painted her toenails in a week, a sure sign of her depression.
She gulped the remnants of yesterday's water glass,
disregarding the little fuzzy's that had taken it to be their home.
and i waited (1987)
Again, I'd surmised the safest mode was silence.
nothing mattered anymore.
"Why is your love and friendship so fatal?"
I now realized the vital importance of being earnest!
and how is your mental state?
i could take you to the edge!
writing only intensified the long lost thoughts of love.
and so i stop.
George r. Pollog 1987 my Marleen
lost not forgotten.
2009 Ich liebe nur dich, sie ist alles for mich Marleena
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