Thursday, 27 November 2014


Pretty much,
As we agreed:
I love you,
You love me.

Pretty much
As life decrees,
One walks away,
The other kneels.

Pretty much.
I suppose we
Can't complain
Or explain.

Pretty for a day
Not expected
To be much
Of anything

Pretty it dawned
More than expected
For that time
Of life or year

Only thing is,
It didn't feel
Like much
Of a muchness.

You have to
Pretty much agree
It didnt feel
Like I had
Nearly enough
Of you, or you
Had enough of me.


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