Feb 11, 2011

Flirt

Flirt

The rain poured hard
Hard as rock
I looked at the ground
I was still in shock

I opened my hand
The shovel fell out
She never struggled
Not even a shout

You did the right thing
She deserved what she got
Just the once she said
…. I think not

She fell so quietly
Quiet as a mouse
I had to get her out
Away from the house.

I drove and drove
To where we used to lie round
I would never have thought
She’d lay underground

I dragged her to the hole
Her lips.. so soft
I kissed them once more
Then backed away and coughed

I sobbed and cried
As I patted the last spot of dirt
This serves you right
You cheating flirt

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